Complete (2/3)
Title: Complete (2/3)
Author: singoutloud25
Pairing: 2JunSeung, JunSeung, 2Jun
Genre: Smut, Romance
Rating: R
Summary: It wasn’t fair loving two people. It wasn’t fair loving two people who had each other, who loved each other. It wasn’t right wanting two sets of lips on yours. To have two sets of mouths on your skin, kissing, sucking, biting, tasting.
Author's Notes: I'm soooooooooo soooooo sooooo sorry that this is late!!!
Complete Part 2
Hyunseung was off, he knew it and unless the others were completely blind they could see it as well. His feet were either moving too fast or not fast enough. His hands were stiff, his fingers clenching and ungraceful. His hips wouldn't turn or sway right and his back was rigid and tense.
He couldn't fucking focus. Images of the night before replaying over and over in his mind.
Him and Doojoon. Him and Doojoon kissing, tasting, sucking, biting.
Hyunseung could feel his face flush, his heartbeat quicken. He missed two more steps.
Him and Doojoon. Him and Doojoon touching, caressing, scratching, feeling.
He bit his lip, hard. His hip turned wrong, his body not turning around properly.
Him and Doojoon. Him and Doojoon naked, skin on skin, sweaty and slick, molding and moving.
He turned his head the wrong way, his eyes locking with Doojoon's, half-lidded, dark, and knowing. His left foot turned the wrong way, his right foot tripping over it. He fell forward onto the hardwood floor, his hands stopping his face from meeting the floor completely. He groaned as he heard feet and music stop. He rolled over onto his back, his eyes closed and his hands out to his sides.
Fuck
“Hyunnie?” He could hear Yoseob’s pout. He pretended not to hear him.
“Hyunseungie?” Kikwang kicked his foot. He ignored him.
“Seung.” Doojoon’s voice was soft, full of concern. Hyunseung bit his cheek, forcing himself to keep his eyes closed.
There was a sudden feeling of warmth hovering over him and then a pair of legs were placed on either side of him, someone gently sitting on his upper thighs.
“Hyunseung.” Junhyung’s melodic voice rang through his ears, the rapper lightly tapping on his abdomen. “Are you okay?”
Hyunseung wanted to cry. What had he done?
Junhyung.
How could he have done this to Junhyung? How could he have done this to someone he loved?
“Seung-ah?” Junhyung’s thumbs were tracing circles on his waist.
Hyunseung was going to be sick. What had he done?
“I don’t feel well.” He croaked out, his eyes still closed. He flinched as he felt Junhyung’s hand on his forehead. He bit back tears as Junhyung’s fingers trailed down his cheek.
“Maybe you should go home.” Doojoon knelt down next to the two of them. Hyunseung tensed as Doojoon’s hand covered his. “Get some rest.”
Hyunseung swallowed. “Yeah.” He needed to get out of there. “I think I will.” He pulled his hand out from underneath Doojoon’s and wriggled his hips lightly, signaling Junhyung to move, the latter doing so hesitantly.
“Do you want someone to come with you?”
Hyunseung shook his head as he stood up. “No.” He hurriedly grabbed his things and followed one of their managers out the practice room door, not once looking back.
As his manager drove him home, Hyunseung bit the inside of his cheek, biting back tears and holding back sobs.
What had he done? What had he been thinking? He slept with Doojoon. Junhyung’s Doojoon.
He betrayed Junhyung. He betrayed one of the men he loved. One of the men he cherished.
The car pulled to a stop outside of their dorm and before his manager could even say “sleep well Hyunseung-ah” Hyunseung was out of the car, in the building, and rushing into the elevator, bumping shoulders with an elderly woman.
He swallowed blood as hot tears streamed down his cheeks. It wasn’t fucking fair! He slammed his fist into the wall of the elevator, hissing as pain shot up his arm. It wasn’t fair.
He exited the elevator and rushed into the dorm. He kicked off his shoes and threw his bag against the wall. He headed down the hall towards the back bedroom, one hand rubbing at his tear-filled eyes, the other wrapped around his stomach, fisting his shirt. He walked into the room and collapsed onto a pile of extra pillows and blankets they kept in there in case someone needed alone time.
Hyunseung curled up into a ball on the blankets, one hand still clenching at his stomach, the other clasped tightly over his mouth. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks and neck, his muffled sobs echoing in his ears.
It wasn’t fair.
~*~*~*~*~*~
“I’m not happy Doojoon.” Junhyung shook his head. “Did you see how upset he was? How hurt? It was because of us. Because of me.”
“I know Jun, but we knew this might happen.” Doojoon rubbed his hands up and down Junhyung’s arms.
“It was because of me, because of what you two did.” He locked eyes with Doojoon. “He’s feeling guilty and blaming himself when he shouldn’t have to.”
“I know and that’s why you’re going to go to him tonight. You’re going to show him that you’re okay. You’re going to tell him that it’s okay.” Doojoon wrapped his arms around Junhyung’s waist, pulling the younger closer to him. “You’re going to kiss him and hold him. You’re going to love him and you’ll take away the pain that he’s feeling right now.”
“He’ll just be confused then.”
Doojoon gave a soft smile. “Better him being confused for a day than him being hurt and alone for who knows how long.”
Junhyung sighed and rested his forehead against Doojoon’s shoulder. “I can’t wait until tomorrow night. Until we’re together finally, the three of us.”
Doojoon kissed his temple. “Me too.” He lifted Junhyung’s chin up and kissed him softly. “Now go, he’s been alone long enough. I’ll take the babies over to the MBLAQ dorm tonight, let them wreak havoc on Seungho.”
Junhyung chuckled. “Okay.” He gave Doojoon a quick kiss before grabbing his bag and heading towards the door.
“Jun.” Doojoon smiled as the rapper turned around. “I love you and I love Hyunseung. And I promise that what we’re doing is right.” He gave a lop-sided grin. “Even if it does seem a bit odd.”
Junhyung smiled. “I know.” He opened the door. “I love you too.”
Doojoon sighed as the door closed behind Junhyung. He couldn’t wait either. He just hoped that Junhyung would be able to reassure Hyunseung, even just a little bit, until they could finally be with him together.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Junhyung crawled onto the blankets and lay down on his side. He smiled as he watched Hyunseung sleep, the dancers lips slightly parted, his eyelashes resting on milky cheeks.
Junhyung placed his fingers against Hyunseung’s temple and softly trailed them down the side of Hyunseung’s cheek and jaw, his thumb gliding gently across soft lips.
Hyunseung stirred, his eyes fluttering open, slowly adjusting to the semi-darkness of the room, a small amount of light filtering in through the hallway. His eyes widened when they focused on Junhyung.
“Jun?” His voice still held traces of sleep.
Junhyung smiled, his thumb caressing Hyunseung’s cheek. “You’ve been crying.”
Hyunseung shook his head. “What time is it? Where is everyone?”
Junhyung’s thumb began caressing the spot beneath Hyunseung’s puffy eye. “Late and out for the night.” He scooted a little closer to Hyunseung. “It’s just us home tonight.”
Hyunseung gulped. He placed his hand over Junhyung’s, stopping the latter’s moving thumb. “Jun, I…I have to…”
“What happened to your hand?” Junhyung cut him off, pulling his hand closer to him, inspecting the bruised knuckles.
“Hyunseung cleared his throat. “I hit a wall.”
Junhyung chuckled. “Seung-ah.” He placed his lips against Hyunseung’s knuckles.
Hyunseung licked his own lips as he watched Junhyung kiss each of his knuckles, plump lips sucking softly, warm tongue grazing gently.
“Jun I…” His words stuck in the back of his throat as Junhyung began kissing each of his fingers, nipping at the tips. “I have to tell you something.”
Junhyung nipped the tip of Hyunseung’s middle finger. “It’s okay Seung.” He locked eyes with Hyunseung as he kissed his palm. “I already know.”
“…what?”
Junhyung kissed the inside of Hyunseung’s wrist. “I know.” Their eyes were still locked. “And I don’t care.”
Hyunseung blinked several times before he yanked his arm away from Junhyung. “What do you mean?” He sat up. “You know?” He began scooting backwards, trying to get away from the other male. “You don’t care?”
Junhyung saw tears brimming in the other’s eyes. He sat up and wrapped his hands around Hyunseung’s ankles, stopping him from moving back any further. “Yes I know and no I don’t care.” He pulled Hyunseung towards him a little. “Doojoon and I are glad that it happened. We wanted it to happen.”
A few tears fell from Hyunseung’s eyes. “I…you…what?” He let out cry.
Junhyung pulled Hyunseung fully onto his lap, wrapping the dancer’s legs around his waist. He cupped Hyunseung’s cheeks and used his thumb to wipe away tears. “We wanted it to happen because you wanted it to happen.” He kissed each of Hyunseung’s cheeks. “Because it would make you happy.”
Hyunseung let out a sob. “I don’t understand.” He shook his head. “Why?”
Junhyung smiled. “Because we want you to be happy. We would do anything to make you happy.” He pulled Hyunseung’s face closer to his, their lips almost touching. “And please trust me when I say that we want this,” he moved his hands down Hyunseung’s sides, “to happen as well.”
Hyunseung let out another sob as his lips were captured by Junhyung’s. And once again he hesitated for only a moment before his hands gripped Junhyung’s arms and he kissed the younger male back with the same passion he felt yesterday with Doojoon. A passion that seared him through his veins and burned him to his core.
Once again he forgot about the consequences and focused on Junhyung, on the other man that he loved. He focused on their mouths and the perfect fit of them as they moved as one, lips in sync and tongues moving at a perfect rhythm. He focused on how Junhyung’s hands gripped his hips and pulled him closer. On how his own hands gripped the back of Junhyung’s head and neck, deepening the kiss.
Junhyung pulled away with a smile. He removed Hyunseung’s shirt and tank top in one go and obediently raised his arms as Hyunseung removed his shirt. Their lips met again, both moaning as their bare chests made contact, the beginning beads of sweat being felt against their skin.
Hyunseung began to slowly rock his hips back and forth, needing more than what Junhyung was currently giving him. He needed what he got last night, only this time he needed it from Junhyung. He needed that deep and most intimate of contact because he wasn’t sure if he would ever get it again.
He picked up his pace as Junhyung’s lips kissed down his jaw, his ear, teeth nipping at the lobe, and down to his neck. He let out a moan as the skin at the base of his neck was bit, plump lips sucking, tasting, savoring.
Junhyung gripped Hyunseung’s waist as he bucked his hips up to meet with the latters, smirking at the fuck Jun that was moaned out.
Hyunseung pulled Junhyung’s head back up and crashed their lips together, delighting in the growl that spread from Junhyung’s mouth to his. They kissed for several more minutes, hips grinding and molding before Hyunseung could no longer take it. He needed that final act of contact. Now.
He panted against Junhyung’s lips. “Jun. Now.”
Junhyung kissed him before he guided Hyunseung down onto the blankets. He stood up and removed his pants and boxers, grinning at the look of lust and want in Hyunseung’s eyes. He knelt back down and began removing Hyunseung’s, his fingers gliding down slick milky thighs and muscled calves. Once the clothing was gone he bent down, placing a soft lingering kiss on the tip of Hyunseung’s erection before beginning a trail of kisses up sculpted abs and a smooth chest.
Hyunseung’s body ached, burned. His hands tangled in the other males’ hair as their lips met again in a brief kiss.
Junhyung placed two fingers at Hyunseung’s mouth, but the latter clamped his mouth shut and shook his head in an adamant no.
“Seung, I need to…”
“No.” Hyunseung cut him off. “No.” He moved Junhyung’s hand away. “Just you.” He then kissed Junhyung, hard and demanding.
He didn’t care about the pain that was about to come and he didn’t care about what pain he might be in tomorrow. He got precaution from Doojoon yesterday. Tonight he didn’t want to care. If Junhyung was willing to give this to him then he wanted it the way he wanted it.
Hyunseung moved his hips, their cocks rubbing together. “Now.”
Junhyung kissed Hyunseung briefly once again. He then rested his weight on his left arm, his hand next to Hyunseung’s head, and used his right hand to grip his hardened member, placing the tip in Hyunseung’s entrance.
Hyunseung bit his lip. He placed his right hand on Junhyung’s waist while his left hand gripped Junhyung’s upper arm. He nodded at Junhyung to continue.
Junhyung removed his hand from his cock and placed it on Hyunseung’s hip. He then moved quickly and fully into Hyunseung, crashing their lips together and drowning out Hyunseung’s scream.
He stayed still for several moments, letting Hyunseung adjust. He deepened the kiss, his tongue tasting every part of Hyunseung’s mouth that it could. And when he heard a moan escape Hyunseung’s throat and felt the dancers legs wrap around his waist and pull him even closer, Junhyung began to move.
He moved slow and steady at first, only pulling out halfway before thrusting back in. He moved in and out, each thrust gaining a moan from the mouth attached to his. Their lips moved at the same speed as his thrusts slow and steady.
Hyunseung wanted more. Needed more. He squeezed his thighs around Junhyung’s waist and bucked his hips up. He moaned out against Junhyung’s lips. “Faster.”
Junhyung was more than happy to oblige. He gripped Hyunseung’s waist and began to move faster, pulling out to the tip and thrusting back in, harder. He removed his lips from Hyunseung’s and looked down at him, taking in the view.
Hyunseung’s eyes were closed, breathy moans escaping his swollen lips. Hyunseung’s nails dug into his side and Junhyung let out a throaty moan as he felt his skin break. Junhyung threw his head back as he began to move faster, his hand griping Hyunseung’s hip even harder.
Hyunseung’s back arched, his hips bucking up to meet Junhyung’s thrusts. “Jun..” He dug his heels into Junhyung’s upper thighs. “More.”
Junhyung looked back down, his eyes locking with Hyunseung’s. He thrusted particularly hard, his hips moving just slightly, and grinned at Hyunseung’s scream as his prostate was hit.
“Fuck!”
Hyunseung’s nails dug even deeper into Junhyung’s skin as with each hard thrust his prostate was hit repeatedly.
Junhyung’s pace quickened his thrusts harder and faster.
“Jun!”
Faster and faster. Harder and harder.
“Fuck!”
Junhyung moved his hand from Hyunseung’s hip and gripped the latter’s neglected member. He began pumping at the same pace as his thrusts.
Hyunseung let out a cry, his hips bucking up into Junhyung’s hand. “Jun!”
Junhyung pumped faster, thrusted harder. He could feel his own release nearing.
“Cum for me Seung.” He tightened his grip around Hyunseung’s cock and gave a particularly hard thrust.
Hyunseung climaxed. He screamed out I love you as his back arched and he released himself all over Junhyung’s hand and their stomachs.
Junhyung lost it at those three words. He gripped Hyunseung’s hip, crashed their lips together, and thrusted several more times before he climaxed and released fully into Hyunseung.
He slowed down the kiss as he rode out his orgasm. He moved both his hands to cup Hyunseung’s face, kissing him gently.
Hyunseung smiled against Junhyung’s lips, his fingers gliding up the latter’s back.
Junhyung smiled and rolled off of Hyunseung. He pulled the older male into his arms and placed a soft kiss against his temple before pulling a blanket over them.
Hyunseung sighed. He snuggled into Junhyung’s chest, placing a soft kiss against it, the same thing he did with Doojoon. He bit his lip, feeling his eyes grow heavy.
Junhyung stroked his arm. “Everything’s going to okay Seung.”
Hyunseung’s eyes closed. His body relaxed in Junhyung’s arms.
Junhyung smiled a few moments later when he heard the soft sounds of Hyunseung’s breathing. “I promise.”
A/N: I am so completely out of my element with this story it's not even funny. I'm really sorry that I didn't get this done by the time I said I would. I've had a lot going on and now my dad is in the hospital and I'm going to be driving out of town tomorrow with my mom to see him and see when he's going to be able to come home.
As I thought more about this story and how I originally saw it going and how I want it to end, I've made a decision about part 3 and I hope that you guys don't get mad at me for it because I feel like I might be letting you down. Part 3 isn't going to be full on smut like the last 2 parts. It's going to be more, um, subtle and soft-core I guess you could say. I'm still going to write out the sex, it's just going to be done differently and I hope that you guys will be okay with that.
Thank you so much for reading this and for all of your comments. I'm an awkward turtle when it comes to commenting back (I don't know how to respond to compliments) especially with smut lol. I promise (I mean it this time) that part 3 will be up within the next 3 or 4 days.
Author: singoutloud25
Pairing: 2JunSeung, JunSeung, 2Jun
Genre: Smut, Romance
Rating: R
Summary: It wasn’t fair loving two people. It wasn’t fair loving two people who had each other, who loved each other. It wasn’t right wanting two sets of lips on yours. To have two sets of mouths on your skin, kissing, sucking, biting, tasting.
Author's Notes: I'm soooooooooo soooooo sooooo sorry that this is late!!!
Complete Part 2
Hyunseung was off, he knew it and unless the others were completely blind they could see it as well. His feet were either moving too fast or not fast enough. His hands were stiff, his fingers clenching and ungraceful. His hips wouldn't turn or sway right and his back was rigid and tense.
He couldn't fucking focus. Images of the night before replaying over and over in his mind.
Him and Doojoon. Him and Doojoon kissing, tasting, sucking, biting.
Hyunseung could feel his face flush, his heartbeat quicken. He missed two more steps.
Him and Doojoon. Him and Doojoon touching, caressing, scratching, feeling.
He bit his lip, hard. His hip turned wrong, his body not turning around properly.
Him and Doojoon. Him and Doojoon naked, skin on skin, sweaty and slick, molding and moving.
He turned his head the wrong way, his eyes locking with Doojoon's, half-lidded, dark, and knowing. His left foot turned the wrong way, his right foot tripping over it. He fell forward onto the hardwood floor, his hands stopping his face from meeting the floor completely. He groaned as he heard feet and music stop. He rolled over onto his back, his eyes closed and his hands out to his sides.
Fuck
“Hyunnie?” He could hear Yoseob’s pout. He pretended not to hear him.
“Hyunseungie?” Kikwang kicked his foot. He ignored him.
“Seung.” Doojoon’s voice was soft, full of concern. Hyunseung bit his cheek, forcing himself to keep his eyes closed.
There was a sudden feeling of warmth hovering over him and then a pair of legs were placed on either side of him, someone gently sitting on his upper thighs.
“Hyunseung.” Junhyung’s melodic voice rang through his ears, the rapper lightly tapping on his abdomen. “Are you okay?”
Hyunseung wanted to cry. What had he done?
Junhyung.
How could he have done this to Junhyung? How could he have done this to someone he loved?
“Seung-ah?” Junhyung’s thumbs were tracing circles on his waist.
Hyunseung was going to be sick. What had he done?
“I don’t feel well.” He croaked out, his eyes still closed. He flinched as he felt Junhyung’s hand on his forehead. He bit back tears as Junhyung’s fingers trailed down his cheek.
“Maybe you should go home.” Doojoon knelt down next to the two of them. Hyunseung tensed as Doojoon’s hand covered his. “Get some rest.”
Hyunseung swallowed. “Yeah.” He needed to get out of there. “I think I will.” He pulled his hand out from underneath Doojoon’s and wriggled his hips lightly, signaling Junhyung to move, the latter doing so hesitantly.
“Do you want someone to come with you?”
Hyunseung shook his head as he stood up. “No.” He hurriedly grabbed his things and followed one of their managers out the practice room door, not once looking back.
As his manager drove him home, Hyunseung bit the inside of his cheek, biting back tears and holding back sobs.
What had he done? What had he been thinking? He slept with Doojoon. Junhyung’s Doojoon.
He betrayed Junhyung. He betrayed one of the men he loved. One of the men he cherished.
The car pulled to a stop outside of their dorm and before his manager could even say “sleep well Hyunseung-ah” Hyunseung was out of the car, in the building, and rushing into the elevator, bumping shoulders with an elderly woman.
He swallowed blood as hot tears streamed down his cheeks. It wasn’t fucking fair! He slammed his fist into the wall of the elevator, hissing as pain shot up his arm. It wasn’t fair.
He exited the elevator and rushed into the dorm. He kicked off his shoes and threw his bag against the wall. He headed down the hall towards the back bedroom, one hand rubbing at his tear-filled eyes, the other wrapped around his stomach, fisting his shirt. He walked into the room and collapsed onto a pile of extra pillows and blankets they kept in there in case someone needed alone time.
Hyunseung curled up into a ball on the blankets, one hand still clenching at his stomach, the other clasped tightly over his mouth. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks and neck, his muffled sobs echoing in his ears.
It wasn’t fair.
~*~*~*~*~*~
“I’m not happy Doojoon.” Junhyung shook his head. “Did you see how upset he was? How hurt? It was because of us. Because of me.”
“I know Jun, but we knew this might happen.” Doojoon rubbed his hands up and down Junhyung’s arms.
“It was because of me, because of what you two did.” He locked eyes with Doojoon. “He’s feeling guilty and blaming himself when he shouldn’t have to.”
“I know and that’s why you’re going to go to him tonight. You’re going to show him that you’re okay. You’re going to tell him that it’s okay.” Doojoon wrapped his arms around Junhyung’s waist, pulling the younger closer to him. “You’re going to kiss him and hold him. You’re going to love him and you’ll take away the pain that he’s feeling right now.”
“He’ll just be confused then.”
Doojoon gave a soft smile. “Better him being confused for a day than him being hurt and alone for who knows how long.”
Junhyung sighed and rested his forehead against Doojoon’s shoulder. “I can’t wait until tomorrow night. Until we’re together finally, the three of us.”
Doojoon kissed his temple. “Me too.” He lifted Junhyung’s chin up and kissed him softly. “Now go, he’s been alone long enough. I’ll take the babies over to the MBLAQ dorm tonight, let them wreak havoc on Seungho.”
Junhyung chuckled. “Okay.” He gave Doojoon a quick kiss before grabbing his bag and heading towards the door.
“Jun.” Doojoon smiled as the rapper turned around. “I love you and I love Hyunseung. And I promise that what we’re doing is right.” He gave a lop-sided grin. “Even if it does seem a bit odd.”
Junhyung smiled. “I know.” He opened the door. “I love you too.”
Doojoon sighed as the door closed behind Junhyung. He couldn’t wait either. He just hoped that Junhyung would be able to reassure Hyunseung, even just a little bit, until they could finally be with him together.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Junhyung crawled onto the blankets and lay down on his side. He smiled as he watched Hyunseung sleep, the dancers lips slightly parted, his eyelashes resting on milky cheeks.
Junhyung placed his fingers against Hyunseung’s temple and softly trailed them down the side of Hyunseung’s cheek and jaw, his thumb gliding gently across soft lips.
Hyunseung stirred, his eyes fluttering open, slowly adjusting to the semi-darkness of the room, a small amount of light filtering in through the hallway. His eyes widened when they focused on Junhyung.
“Jun?” His voice still held traces of sleep.
Junhyung smiled, his thumb caressing Hyunseung’s cheek. “You’ve been crying.”
Hyunseung shook his head. “What time is it? Where is everyone?”
Junhyung’s thumb began caressing the spot beneath Hyunseung’s puffy eye. “Late and out for the night.” He scooted a little closer to Hyunseung. “It’s just us home tonight.”
Hyunseung gulped. He placed his hand over Junhyung’s, stopping the latter’s moving thumb. “Jun, I…I have to…”
“What happened to your hand?” Junhyung cut him off, pulling his hand closer to him, inspecting the bruised knuckles.
“Hyunseung cleared his throat. “I hit a wall.”
Junhyung chuckled. “Seung-ah.” He placed his lips against Hyunseung’s knuckles.
Hyunseung licked his own lips as he watched Junhyung kiss each of his knuckles, plump lips sucking softly, warm tongue grazing gently.
“Jun I…” His words stuck in the back of his throat as Junhyung began kissing each of his fingers, nipping at the tips. “I have to tell you something.”
Junhyung nipped the tip of Hyunseung’s middle finger. “It’s okay Seung.” He locked eyes with Hyunseung as he kissed his palm. “I already know.”
“…what?”
Junhyung kissed the inside of Hyunseung’s wrist. “I know.” Their eyes were still locked. “And I don’t care.”
Hyunseung blinked several times before he yanked his arm away from Junhyung. “What do you mean?” He sat up. “You know?” He began scooting backwards, trying to get away from the other male. “You don’t care?”
Junhyung saw tears brimming in the other’s eyes. He sat up and wrapped his hands around Hyunseung’s ankles, stopping him from moving back any further. “Yes I know and no I don’t care.” He pulled Hyunseung towards him a little. “Doojoon and I are glad that it happened. We wanted it to happen.”
A few tears fell from Hyunseung’s eyes. “I…you…what?” He let out cry.
Junhyung pulled Hyunseung fully onto his lap, wrapping the dancer’s legs around his waist. He cupped Hyunseung’s cheeks and used his thumb to wipe away tears. “We wanted it to happen because you wanted it to happen.” He kissed each of Hyunseung’s cheeks. “Because it would make you happy.”
Hyunseung let out a sob. “I don’t understand.” He shook his head. “Why?”
Junhyung smiled. “Because we want you to be happy. We would do anything to make you happy.” He pulled Hyunseung’s face closer to his, their lips almost touching. “And please trust me when I say that we want this,” he moved his hands down Hyunseung’s sides, “to happen as well.”
Hyunseung let out another sob as his lips were captured by Junhyung’s. And once again he hesitated for only a moment before his hands gripped Junhyung’s arms and he kissed the younger male back with the same passion he felt yesterday with Doojoon. A passion that seared him through his veins and burned him to his core.
Once again he forgot about the consequences and focused on Junhyung, on the other man that he loved. He focused on their mouths and the perfect fit of them as they moved as one, lips in sync and tongues moving at a perfect rhythm. He focused on how Junhyung’s hands gripped his hips and pulled him closer. On how his own hands gripped the back of Junhyung’s head and neck, deepening the kiss.
Junhyung pulled away with a smile. He removed Hyunseung’s shirt and tank top in one go and obediently raised his arms as Hyunseung removed his shirt. Their lips met again, both moaning as their bare chests made contact, the beginning beads of sweat being felt against their skin.
Hyunseung began to slowly rock his hips back and forth, needing more than what Junhyung was currently giving him. He needed what he got last night, only this time he needed it from Junhyung. He needed that deep and most intimate of contact because he wasn’t sure if he would ever get it again.
He picked up his pace as Junhyung’s lips kissed down his jaw, his ear, teeth nipping at the lobe, and down to his neck. He let out a moan as the skin at the base of his neck was bit, plump lips sucking, tasting, savoring.
Junhyung gripped Hyunseung’s waist as he bucked his hips up to meet with the latters, smirking at the fuck Jun that was moaned out.
Hyunseung pulled Junhyung’s head back up and crashed their lips together, delighting in the growl that spread from Junhyung’s mouth to his. They kissed for several more minutes, hips grinding and molding before Hyunseung could no longer take it. He needed that final act of contact. Now.
He panted against Junhyung’s lips. “Jun. Now.”
Junhyung kissed him before he guided Hyunseung down onto the blankets. He stood up and removed his pants and boxers, grinning at the look of lust and want in Hyunseung’s eyes. He knelt back down and began removing Hyunseung’s, his fingers gliding down slick milky thighs and muscled calves. Once the clothing was gone he bent down, placing a soft lingering kiss on the tip of Hyunseung’s erection before beginning a trail of kisses up sculpted abs and a smooth chest.
Hyunseung’s body ached, burned. His hands tangled in the other males’ hair as their lips met again in a brief kiss.
Junhyung placed two fingers at Hyunseung’s mouth, but the latter clamped his mouth shut and shook his head in an adamant no.
“Seung, I need to…”
“No.” Hyunseung cut him off. “No.” He moved Junhyung’s hand away. “Just you.” He then kissed Junhyung, hard and demanding.
He didn’t care about the pain that was about to come and he didn’t care about what pain he might be in tomorrow. He got precaution from Doojoon yesterday. Tonight he didn’t want to care. If Junhyung was willing to give this to him then he wanted it the way he wanted it.
Hyunseung moved his hips, their cocks rubbing together. “Now.”
Junhyung kissed Hyunseung briefly once again. He then rested his weight on his left arm, his hand next to Hyunseung’s head, and used his right hand to grip his hardened member, placing the tip in Hyunseung’s entrance.
Hyunseung bit his lip. He placed his right hand on Junhyung’s waist while his left hand gripped Junhyung’s upper arm. He nodded at Junhyung to continue.
Junhyung removed his hand from his cock and placed it on Hyunseung’s hip. He then moved quickly and fully into Hyunseung, crashing their lips together and drowning out Hyunseung’s scream.
He stayed still for several moments, letting Hyunseung adjust. He deepened the kiss, his tongue tasting every part of Hyunseung’s mouth that it could. And when he heard a moan escape Hyunseung’s throat and felt the dancers legs wrap around his waist and pull him even closer, Junhyung began to move.
He moved slow and steady at first, only pulling out halfway before thrusting back in. He moved in and out, each thrust gaining a moan from the mouth attached to his. Their lips moved at the same speed as his thrusts slow and steady.
Hyunseung wanted more. Needed more. He squeezed his thighs around Junhyung’s waist and bucked his hips up. He moaned out against Junhyung’s lips. “Faster.”
Junhyung was more than happy to oblige. He gripped Hyunseung’s waist and began to move faster, pulling out to the tip and thrusting back in, harder. He removed his lips from Hyunseung’s and looked down at him, taking in the view.
Hyunseung’s eyes were closed, breathy moans escaping his swollen lips. Hyunseung’s nails dug into his side and Junhyung let out a throaty moan as he felt his skin break. Junhyung threw his head back as he began to move faster, his hand griping Hyunseung’s hip even harder.
Hyunseung’s back arched, his hips bucking up to meet Junhyung’s thrusts. “Jun..” He dug his heels into Junhyung’s upper thighs. “More.”
Junhyung looked back down, his eyes locking with Hyunseung’s. He thrusted particularly hard, his hips moving just slightly, and grinned at Hyunseung’s scream as his prostate was hit.
“Fuck!”
Hyunseung’s nails dug even deeper into Junhyung’s skin as with each hard thrust his prostate was hit repeatedly.
Junhyung’s pace quickened his thrusts harder and faster.
“Jun!”
Faster and faster. Harder and harder.
“Fuck!”
Junhyung moved his hand from Hyunseung’s hip and gripped the latter’s neglected member. He began pumping at the same pace as his thrusts.
Hyunseung let out a cry, his hips bucking up into Junhyung’s hand. “Jun!”
Junhyung pumped faster, thrusted harder. He could feel his own release nearing.
“Cum for me Seung.” He tightened his grip around Hyunseung’s cock and gave a particularly hard thrust.
Hyunseung climaxed. He screamed out I love you as his back arched and he released himself all over Junhyung’s hand and their stomachs.
Junhyung lost it at those three words. He gripped Hyunseung’s hip, crashed their lips together, and thrusted several more times before he climaxed and released fully into Hyunseung.
He slowed down the kiss as he rode out his orgasm. He moved both his hands to cup Hyunseung’s face, kissing him gently.
Hyunseung smiled against Junhyung’s lips, his fingers gliding up the latter’s back.
Junhyung smiled and rolled off of Hyunseung. He pulled the older male into his arms and placed a soft kiss against his temple before pulling a blanket over them.
Hyunseung sighed. He snuggled into Junhyung’s chest, placing a soft kiss against it, the same thing he did with Doojoon. He bit his lip, feeling his eyes grow heavy.
Junhyung stroked his arm. “Everything’s going to okay Seung.”
Hyunseung’s eyes closed. His body relaxed in Junhyung’s arms.
Junhyung smiled a few moments later when he heard the soft sounds of Hyunseung’s breathing. “I promise.”
A/N: I am so completely out of my element with this story it's not even funny. I'm really sorry that I didn't get this done by the time I said I would. I've had a lot going on and now my dad is in the hospital and I'm going to be driving out of town tomorrow with my mom to see him and see when he's going to be able to come home.
As I thought more about this story and how I originally saw it going and how I want it to end, I've made a decision about part 3 and I hope that you guys don't get mad at me for it because I feel like I might be letting you down. Part 3 isn't going to be full on smut like the last 2 parts. It's going to be more, um, subtle and soft-core I guess you could say. I'm still going to write out the sex, it's just going to be done differently and I hope that you guys will be okay with that.
Thank you so much for reading this and for all of your comments. I'm an awkward turtle when it comes to commenting back (I don't know how to respond to compliments) especially with smut lol. I promise (I mean it this time) that part 3 will be up within the next 3 or 4 days.