Mancrush 2/2
Deciding to continue his ministrations from earlier he managed to get Seunghyun to discard his shirt while palming his member again. Jiyong leaned in close and breathed in his ear.
“Fuck me hyung.”
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Jiyong’s grin widened and he burst into laughter when Seunghyun almost jumped him. Apparently he wasn’t too fond of being teased. Not that it would stop Jiyong from teasing him.
He fell on his back on the mattress and groaned as Seunghyun thrust against him, the friction all too pleasing. The older man leaned down and ravished his neck before stopping his thrusts, making Jiyong a frustrated mess.
“Ji, you’re seriously driving me crazy,” Seunghyun breathed into his ear and rubbed against him for emphasis. “I’ll be right back.”
With that he rose from the bed quickly and bolted for his room. With wide eyes Jiyong sat up and watched him run. “What the fuck?” Obviously they were right in the middle of something here and Jiyong was not pleased about being left alone in the bed for even just a minute. He could hear rustling from outside the room and cocked an eyebrow. After a few seconds his mind started drifting and he ended up imagining idly how it would be when the two of them went even further. Like how it would be like when they would wake up in the morning and still have all these feelings for each other. He caught himself blushing and quickly shook his head.
“Hyung, what the hell are you doing?” He yelled, now bored of his own thoughts.
“I’m coming now,” Seunghyun yelled back. Meanwhile, Jiyong glanced down at himself. The pants had to go, he decided and wriggled slightly. Jiyong was halfway out of his pants when Seunghyun entered the room again with lube and a condom, and he gasped as the fabric of his pants brushed his half hard member.
“Shit,” he bit his lower lip and looked at his hyung with needy eyes. Somehow that always worked on Seunghyun and he used it against him a lot. This time however, his lover -it was okay to call him lover now right? - stayed silent and crawled onto the bed again. He helped him with the pants before kissing him hard, shoving his tongue into Jiyong’s mouth. He sucked hard on his tongue and they both moaned while helplessly grabbing for each other. Seunghyun pulled away and nibbled on Jiyong’s lower lip and planting small butterfly kisses all over his face as he quickly discarded Jiyong’s pants on the floor.
Suddenly Jiyong felt very naked even though all Seunghyun was wearing was his pants, and he tried covering himself with his hands. Seunghyun quickly stopped him by grabbing his wrists and pinning them down.
“Stop it, you’re beautiful and I can’t do anything to you if you’re covering yourself up like that,” he said with a straight face and looked him in the eyes. ‘Well I guess that’s also one way to say it,’ Jiyong mused to himself. He was however, still a bit timid and he didn’t let up until Seunghyun pushed him down and held both his wrists with one hand while the other trailed down his abdomen slowly. Jiyong tried moving but caved in when he felt the older man press down on his stomach and stroke his thigh.
“Ah, okay hyung, just pleaaasee…” he begged, now finally hard and more than ready to have Seunghyun touching him. “I need you to stop teasing me. Now.” He bit out and halfheartedly glared at him.
It seemed like the older man took the hint and released his wrists and moved back. Jiyong followed his movements with his eyes as Seungyun coated his fingers with the lube and settled closer again. His stomach fluttered in anticipation and he couldn’t stop himself from releasing a deep moan when Seunghyun circled his entrance with his finger and pushed in slowly.
“Is this okay?” Seunghyun asked before he slowly started moving. Jiyong tried to get used to the feeling, distracting himself from the slight burn when a second and third finger was added. He had done this before, just not with Seunghyun. Also after he found out about his little mancrush he kind of stopped having sex with other men.
When Jiyong didn’t answer, Seunghyun bent down and kissed him as if in apology. He did not stop moving his fingers and when he curled them slightly inside it hit a spot in the younger man that made him go wild.
“Ah ah a-ah, hyung,” he only managed to say after Seunghyun repeatedly tried hitting that spot. “More,” he moaned and pulled him down for a sloppy kiss. That’s when Seunghyun withdrew his fingers and Jiyong whimpered at the loss. Right now he was just a flushed, sweaty and horny mess and didn’t really care about his pride. All he wanted was for his lover to fuck him senseless already.
“Ji…” He could feel something blunt pressing at his entrance. Quickly he tried pushing back and Seunghyun entered him slowly. “Fuck, you feel good.” Seunghyun’s face was full of concentration and Jiyong felt like he could watch it forever, but now was not really the time. When Jiyong had engulfed him completely they were both silent except for the heavy breathing that filled the room.
Jiyong tried to ignore the pain but he knew it wasn’t going to go away by itself.
“Move,” he demanded and Seunghyun did as he was told. He knew the older man wouldn’t last very long and with only a few thrusts the pain was quickly turning into pleasure. The sounds of skin slapping together filled the room as Seunghyun’s thrusts slightly sped up and Jiyong grunted. Seunghyun tried lifting the smaller man’s hips a little and when he thrust in again Jiyong saw stars. He was now hitting his prostrate over and over again making Jiyong even more of a mess as he trashed while desperately trying to find something to grab on to. He settled with Seunghyun’s back and squeezed hard.
“A-ah, hyung, if you keep ah, I can’t, aa-” He gave up trying to form sentences. He could feel Seunghyun nearing his orgasm and dropped one hand down to grab his own dick. In times with the thrusts, he twisted and stroked and not soon after he was coming with a shout. His whole body tensed as he thrust his hips back to meet Seunghyun’s while riding out his orgasm. The older man quickly followed as he felt him tighten around his cock, filling Jiyong with his come and collapsing breathlessly on top of him.
“Oh god,” Jiyong breathed and kissed his shoulder lightly. After he came down from his high, Seunghyun rolled off him and settled next to him. The smaller man scooted closer and nestled against his shoulder. He felt sticky and dirty but his skin was tingling and he was feeling too comfortable to care.
“When did you take off your pants?” Jiyong wondered as he noticed they were both naked. He must’ve completely lost it earlier.
“Somewhere in between your trashing I guess,” Seunghyun said and looked at him pointedly. “You move a lot.” Jiyong hit him weakly at this, not wanting to move too much afraid that it might disturb his comfortable position.
His eyes rested on the other man’s handsome features and he was content for a while just lying there, exchanging small kisses and whispers. He started yawning and stretching, and shuddered a little when he felt familiar fingers start to clean him from behind. It was strange but in a good way and he mouthed a thank you when Seunghyun finished and closed his eyes. Sleep was finally taking over and he could faintly feel a hand stroking his cheek before he drifted off.
It was definitely going to be interesting in the morning.
END