#15: Little Birdie
Prompt: # 15
Title: Little Birdie
Pairing: Chen/Suho (Jongdae/Junmyeon)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Foul Language, Rimming, Chen being ridiculously vulgar
Word count: 7,907
Summary: Junmyeon finds out about Jongdae’s secret from a little birdie.
Author's note: This is only my second time doing something like this and I felt the need to redeem myself after my first. I want to say thank you to my roommate for being my support through all of this. Without you, I never would be able to finish any of my fics. And to my friend N who is out of the country but never out of my heart. Thank you to whoever came up with this dope prompt. I hope I make you proud!
When Jongdae woke up that morning, the first thing he did was update his twitter.
How many pairs of underwear will I ruin by dreaming of my smoking boss? #bossboner #Suho
He wasn’t sure exactly how to word his morning tweet, but in the end he decided to leave it as it was. Mainly because he had another pair of boxers that needed to be washed before they became crusty with gunk. 4 nights in a row must be his new record by now. And if blowing his load is unattractive then the pile of awkwardly smelling garments would be the cherry on top.
Jongdae works his normal 9 to 5 job, Monday through Friday. Rarely does he force himself into going on Saturdays, simply because he managed to finish all of his work by 4:59 pm every Friday evening. It was a gift. If he was really wanting to treat himself, he would stay longer in the office, claiming his need to reword a couple of emails before he left for the weekend. But honestly it was because his boss, Junmyeon, stayed behind to double check that all of his own work was neat and organized as well. Jongdae would wait until he got to the second to last drawer on the file cabinet, enjoying how the pants just cupped the most perfect ass in the world.
How weird would it be if I asked my boss if I could make out with his ass? #bossboner #Suho
He set it to post later, not really wanting to tweet with Junmyeon right in from of him. Plus, he didn’t want to take his attention away from seeing the older male now on his knees, collecting papers that he apparently dropped.
This is your chance, Jongdae. Don’t fuck it up.
“Um, hyung? Do you need any help?” Jongdae squeaked out. He always managed to sound like a teenager going through puberty when he talked to Junmyeon. Life is never fair. When the other finally answered back to Jongdae, his perfectly styled hair was falling in his face and his lips were pouting so deliciously.
I want to suck on that lip like I want to suck your dick, he thought.
He quickly shook his head to rid himself of the boner inducing thoughts and focused back on actually making good of assisting in picking up the rest of the papers.
“Ah! Thank you, Jongdae. It seems that I’m really clumsy today. I even spilled coffee on my pants and the stain wouldn’t come out at all.” Junmyeon finally moved to get up. He stood at an almost equal height as Jongdae, even if not just a little bit taller. His smooth, pale skin was just glowing in the cheap light-bulbed room. He was a god, end of story.
Jongdae took the time to intentionally look down at his boss’s crotch. And there is was, a fist sized dark stain lingering right over where a (hard) dick would be.
Can I lick it off for you?
Jongdae managed to pull his gaze away, afraid that the elder would think he was weird. “Yep. That really is a stain. Better get home and take care of it before they are ruined, sir.” He gave his signature cat grin. It gets him almost out of every bit of trouble that comes his, and occasionally his co-worker Baekhyun’s way.
“Yeah, no kidding. I just wanted to make sure everything was done so tomorrow I can knock out this report that’s due on Monday. Are you coming in tomorrow, Jongdae?”
He wasn’t originally. He was going to eat, sleep, jack off to Junmyeon, tweet and repeat. But the curious glint in his eyes through that schedule out the window.
How he pulled this excuse out of his ass, he will never know.
“Actually yeah I really need to. I need to proofread Chanyeol’s write up before he submits it. Shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours. I think Baekhyun even mentioned coming in for a little bit.” He, for sure, was dragging that hell spawn into this too. It was Baek’s job to begin with but he “forgot” to finish the report for accounting, and of course, Kyungsoo likes to “punish” him for it. Bunch of words that mean Kyungsoo makes a bitch of Baek who always begs for it.
“Well that’s good then. I really hate being here by myself every Saturday. It’ll be nice to have some other voices there too. If we finish in time, we should grab a bite afterwards. Say, for a job well done?” Junmyeon’s smile was so wide and pearly. It didn’t make sense how a man could have the body of a god and then the cutest face that ever existed.
“Yeah!” Jongdae’s voice cracked. “Yeah,” he repeated once more, but in a deeper octave.
Good job, idiot.
“Wonderful! I’ll see you tomorrow at 9!” And with that, Junmyeon walked away to his own office to presumably finish packing for the evening. Jongdae continued to stand there, his attention now towards the ground where he collapsed to. He rolled around once, flailing his arms, before he heard the soft voice of Junmyeon telling him goodnight one more time. He answered back, pretty sure that he was hidden behind cubicles anyway.
Taking out his phone, he pulled up twitter.
He posted multiple tweets about what occurred moments ago.
Pretty much given permission to look at his crotch. God bless you Coffee stain #Suho #bossboner
I wanted to lick it off. Is that normal? Can I just nuzzle it? The hard dick of #Suho with the scent of coffee? Perfection #bossboner
He wants to grab food tomorrow after work! Is this a date?! #Suho
I just want to take him home with me and either cuddle the fuck out of him #Suho #bossboner
Or Fuck the cuddle out of him #Suho #bossboner
Either way, I will have died and gone to heaven #Suho
Suddenly his mass tweeting was held up by an incoming call from Baekhyun. Just in time too. Jongdae needs to con him into coming tomorrow. Being alone with Junmyeon is still difficult for Jongdae to cope and for his pants to not pop a tent.
“Yo, Bottom Baek Bitch, what’s up?” Jongdae took this time to finally get off the floor and walk back over to his own desk. It was about 5:45 now, so he wasn’t too off from getting home. Might be better for traffic anyways.
“You know I only bottomed that once for, Soo.” Baekhyun complained, but they both knew the truth. Baekhyun liked to be dominated and disciplined by Kyungsoo from accounting. Something about the actions didn’t fit the image.
“Whatever, hey, you’re coming in tomorrow with me. But just for a couple of hours.” He quietly started to pack his bag, but soon just shoved it underneath his desk for tomorrow. He grabbed his wallet and keys and headed towards the door. “Since I’m covering for you with the Chanyeol thing, you are going to cover for me with Junmyeon.”
“Wait, that doesn’t even make sense. Why would I be coming in to do what you said you would take over?”
“I don’t know. Just come in, play a couple of games on your computer, send a dick pic to Kyungsoo, I don’t care. Come in at 9 tomorrow, and you can leave by 11. That’s only two hours.”
Jongdae heard a groan on the other line and knew that Baekhyun would give in, regardless. It was like their lifelong friendship thing.
“Fine. And by the way, I don’t send photos to Kyungsoo. He sends dick pics to me!” Baekhyun sounded so triumphant in that moment but Jongdae was always a step ahead.
“See? Bottom Baek Bitch!” Jongdae released a cackle that was honestly probably too loud for his own ears, but to hell with it.
“Whatever,” Baekhyun screamed over Jongdae’s laughter, followed by a sigh, “Besides we all know that Chen wants Suho~” the older screamed as loud as he could. Jongdae quickly pressed the end button and stuffed his phone back into his pocket. Baekhyun knew how much talking about Suho and Chen made him all red in the face and flustered.
Long story short, Chen is Jongdae’s SNS personality. He mostly uses twitter, occasionally going to tumblr for another type of outlet. Even though Chen is Jongdae and Jongdae is Chen, he chooses to separate them only for the sake of work. And that is because Suho is Junmyeon. Jongdae isn’t entirely sure where the nickname came from, but whenever he tweets about Junmyeon, he uses Suho as his name to keep his boss and his #bossboner under control.
Jongdae is like 99% Junmyeon would fire his ass faster than Jongdae can cum when thinking of Junmyeon’s fingers in his ass. It was always such a struggle. But that’s why he uses twitter as his outlet so he doesn’t just cum in his pants all the damn time while at work.
As far as Baekhyun knowing, the two had went out for drinks and this is where the two found out about the each other’s secrets. Since then, they taunt each other all the time, only to have the little piece of black mail to hold over the other. It seems like a flawless system but Jongdae knows that it’s only a matter of time before it slips and someone else finds out.
But he’ll worry about that tomorrow. For now, he took out his phone once more and typed out a simple tweet:
Spending time with #Suho while at work tomorrow, gotta control the #bossboner
He quickly put his phone back in his pocket and he was out the door by 6pm. Only an hour later than planned, but man was it worth it.
~ ~ ~
When Jongdae woke up that morning, he didn’t have a dream to tweet about. He actually slept so soundly that he felt so refreshed and ready for today. It wasn’t until he was soaping up his hair, that he remembered what he was doing that day. And who he would be with. Jongdae stopped in his tracks, eyes wandering to everything that he had in the shower.
“How can I be so stupid?” He said, shampoo slowly dripping down his forehead. Jongdae isn’t the best when it comes to timing, so when the shampoo swiftly gets in his eyes, the pain isn’t immediate. 10 seconds into his eyes changing to a red due to irritation he starts to react.
“Holy fucking-” he screams. He starts to move around the shower, unable to contain his pain. All of his bottles and soaps are being knocked down due to his recklessness. Pushing himself to the the corner of the shower where the actual water is coming down, he rinses his eyes for a solid 2 minutes before he can finally open them.
“So much for your great morning, Jongdae.” He leans his forehead against the cold tile and lets out a sigh. He really did hope that seeing Junmyeon would perk up his attitude.
And once he finally did get to the office, noticing that the lights were still relatively dim; the natural light seeping into the room. And there sat Junmyeon at the community table with a laptop, a couple of files, and what looked like two coffees. Jongdae tried to be smooth with his entrance but that wasn’t exactly, as his co-worker Yifan would say “his style”, and he ran into the same file cabinet that Junmyeon was working on last night and the crash was like a knife through butter.
Jongdae could feel his heart drop out of his ass when his boss turned around and gave him a deer in the headlights look. It was impossibly cute and Jongdae would love to see it up close, but unfortunately he was heading face first into the paper bin.
I hope to god I don’t have any paper cuts after this.
Just when Jongdae was considering slipping the rest of his little body into the rest of the paper bin, he felt strong and warm hands on his hips. There was only one person it could be, and that was his boss. Suddenly his thoughts drifted to how it would be like if Junmyeon took him from behind and held onto his hips just like this. Right before his #bossboner started to harden, he was pulled back and out of the paper bin.
“Jongdae! Are you okay?” Junmyeon took the time to turn him around and search for any sort of injury and Jongdae couldn’t look anywhere other than straight forward. This really was the closest, physically, he had been to Junmyeon, like ever. And his heart and brain were stuck in overload mode.
“Jongdae. Hey, can you look at me?” At the sound of the gentle voice and calming words, Jongdae managed to shift his gaze to the brightest and shiniest eyes ever and his whole inner body just melted.
Junmyeon had a little crinkle in his eyebrows, and Jongdae couldn’t control his actions, (still in overload) and brushed his thumb against it as gently as he could. When he finally realized where his hand was and who he was touching, Jongdae jumped backwards and out of Junmyeon’s grasp. He nearly fell over again, but caught himself.
“Jongdae, is everything alright? You’re acting weird today.” Junmyeon tried to move a little closer, but Jongdae just went ahead and sat down. He was afraid of embarrassing himself anymore and really did need to get to work.
“Of course, I’m okay. Just a little off today.” He didn’t want to make things worse. Jongdae didn’t need that today.
“Well if you insist. Here, I got you a coffee for this morning. Maybe this will make you a little better.” Junmyeon reached around Jongdae to grab the extra coffee that was sitting on table. He grabbed the younger’s hand and let him hold the coffee, and only pulling away when he was sure it wouldn’t fall.
Jongdae looked down at the coffee, a little unsure of what it would taste like, but decided that anything his gorgeous boss would give him was worth taking.
The first sip was actually very pleasant. It was a green tea latte, something he hadn’t ever really tried but it warmed his body, especially under the awaiting gaze of Junmyeon. He looked up to give his signature smile, cat lips and all.
“It’s really good, hyung! Thank you.” He said with a careful tone. He didn’t want to sound too enthusiastic, but also not ungrateful.
“Good. I’m glad. Actually it’s my favorite drink. I was hoping you would enjoy it too.” Junmyeon made his way back to his own chair.
Jongdae faced the table, setting the latte down on the counter. He was about to start pulling up Chanyeol’s file, but he realized that he sat down without even getting any of his materials.
“Oh. Do you still have what you were going to work on?” Junmyeon had the end of his pen stuck between his lips, teeth slightly tugging on the tapered end. Jongdae was star-struck to say the least.
“Uh...no. I..no. It’s just at my...my desk,” he stammered. Without wasting another second, he quickly scurried off to go grab his work. What he didn’t see was the heated gaze of his boss.
When Jongdae got to his cubicle, he quickly pulled out his phone to call Baekhyun.
Finally the line picked up and he heard Baekhyun’s annoying and raspy voice.
“Nnngh...hello? What….what do you want-ah!” Jongdae knew exactly what the bottom bitch was doing, and it didn’t help the situation at all.
“Baekyun! Tell Kyungsoo to take his dick out of your ass and listen to me for a second!” Jongdae whispered/ screamed.
He heard something along the lines of “wait, pull out, one second. I’ll make it up to you” through the phone and hoped to God that he never had to hear the grunts of Kyungsoo ever again.
“Okay, sorry. What’s up?” Baekhyun let out a sigh. Jongdae was fairly furious at the moment.
“What’s up? What’s up with you? I thought you were going to come back into the office with me this morning. Not spearing yourself on Kyungsoo again.”
“Tell him you like it like that.” Kyungsoo grunted, ready for the whole conversation to be finished with. Baekhyun only laughed and continued his own conversation.
“I really didn’t need to come in since I can just do my work here. Plus I know you-” Out of nowhere, and Jongdae still isn’t really sure how it happened, he'll always admit that it was a freak accident or a ghost. Not something that he actually did.
But the next thing he knows is his phone is on speaker and Baekhyun's voice is blasting through his phone. And his next words about stopped his heart.
"I know you're there with Suho. Has he fucked you yet? I know you been wanting that bossboner!"
Jongdae was ready to throw the phone down and smash it into a million pieces in that moment. And nothing seemed to make it all any better when Junmyeon, Suho, walked up to his cubicle.
"Jongdae, is everything okay? I thought I had heard Baekhyun’s voice.."
"Oh, is that him? Hey Suho! I mean Junmyeon!" Baekhyun was going to die a firey death of celibacy for all of eternity. To avoid anymore embarrassment, Jongdae quickly ended the call. Thankful that no more words were exchanged. He can deal with Baekhyun later, but for now Junmyeon was still standing behind him.
"Who or what is a Suho?" Junmyeon asked, voice a little on edge. Jongdae was very unsure of how to get out of this.
“Ah, hyung. I didn’t see you there. It’s nothing to worry Baekhyun just being Baekhyun. You know how he is. Oh look! Here is my work, I’m going to go ahead and get started on it.” Jongdae eagerly ran out of the room, not wanting to really explain about Suho or worse, have him know about his twitter and Chen. This morning was just going fantastically for Jongdae. He pushed past his boss, cringing backwards when he felt the warm, taught body next to him.
Regardless of Suho and Junmyeon, he really needed to keep the little birdie under rap.
Three hours later, one hour longer than planned, Junmyeon and Jongdae stepped out of the office. Jongdae had a hand on the back of his neck, attempting to work out the kinks that had settled in the short amount of time.
“Wow, I didn’t think we would be there for so long.” Junmyeon said looking down at his watch.
“I’m seriously going to wring Baekhyun a new one. He said that this was going to be easy. Not a frickin trial and error with Chanyeol’s shit notes.”
“Well, at least it’s done now. Say, you still up for that lunch? My treat.” The elder pulled Jongdae to the side and away from the walking crowds. Jongdae took another moment to think about the rest of his schedule. He honestly had nothing more to do that day. He already rubbed one out in the bathroom earlier when moments before Junmyeon had leaned over Jongdae to correct a mistake of his. The slightest bit of breath on his neck lit his entire insides on fire. It took maybe 3 seconds to become fully hard.
The shame was easily hidden on his face, masked by his reassuring words of “lactose intolerant”.
“Yeah, sure. What did you have in mind?”
“Well, I was thinking maybe some BBQ? I know this great place around the corner that I think you’ll love. And we’ll avoid anything with milk in it.” He laid a, what was supposed to be comforting, hand on his shoulder. And he laughed gently when Jongdae’s ears turned bright red.
“Oh, come on, let’s go.” With an arm laced within his and off they went.
“So. Jongdae,” his boss started, swallowing his beer, “Are you married?” They were waiting for the food to cook, making small talk here and there to lift the awkward tension.
“Nope. I’m as single as single gets. I’ve had a few relationships here and there, but nothing seemed to really last.” Jongdae didn’t want to mention that the reason why is because they weren’t Junmyeon.
“I’m sorry to hear that. But they say you have to go through a lot in order to find the person you’re looking for.”
And here you are in front of me.
“What about you, hyung? Let me guess. Beautiful wife, two adoring children, white picket fence and a puppy named Pooches.” The elder simply laughed, waving a hand in his face.
“Well his name isn’t Pooches. It’s Kai. And I think I would have to have an interest in women in order to have a wife.”
There is a god.
“Oh...so..you’re gay?” Jongdae took this time to look away from Junmyeon and to push the meat around. It seemed that Junmyeon assumed that Jongdae was uncomfortable with his sexuality.
“Is that going to be a problem?” Junmyeon’s voice seemed so small in that moment.
“Well. No, actually. I’m...uh..also...I also like ...men.” Junmyeon let the words sit for a minute. Trying to catch the simplicity of the words.
“You’re gay, as well!” Jongdae let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “That’s great. It’s nice to have someone to talk to who is similar to me in that sense.”
“Well you know that Baekhyun and Kyungsoo from accounting, they are also gay.” Junmyeon made this face that should have been severely unattractive, but Jongdae only found it precious. He was falling in love even more with his boss.
“Yeah, well, they’re together. It’s different when it’s another single gay man to talk to you. Hey! We should go to the bar or club together. I’ve been too afraid to go alone.”
“That...sounds like a wonderful idea, hyung.” Jongdae just couldn’t take his eyes off of his boss. He didn’t even smell the meat beginning to burn. Damn him and his late reaction time.
“Jongdae! Turn it off! Hurry!” They almost didn’t make it off the grill. The two just sit there laughing their asses off at how awkward the moment was. But Jongdae couldn’t find it in him to care.
Later that night he’s tweeting some of the moments that occurred earlier on.
HES GAY! THERE IS HOPE WITH #SUHO
It felt like a date. He wants to go drinking some time. #Suho
Wonder what he’s like drunk #suho #bossboner
Jongdae falls asleep that night feeling so calm and happy.
A few miles down the road, Junmyeon is relaxing on his couch with Kai. The little puppy is constantly snoozing so he’s laid over the human’s lap, belly up. He smiles gently to rub at his stomach and holds off his laugh at the way the dog’s leg begins to shake with happiness.
Junmyeon sighs, happy with how things went today, but something is still itching at his brain. And it’s this whole Suho thing. He knows he has heard Baekhyun and Jongdae whispering about it on more than one occasion, but he never found it in himself to really look into it. But now that he’s heard it again, and it almost seems like its in reference to him, he decides to look into it this time.
He pulls out his laptop, careful to maneuver Kai to his little pillow that he always plays on and begins to pull up his browser. When he finally googles Suho, he finds a twitter page under the name @chensing_machine. Well that’s a little odd, he thinks. Maybe it has something to do with the tweets, because almost everything is hastagged Suho. ...And bossboner, apparently. He looks through the tweets and finds vulgar but oddly arousing words.
He looks to see if there are any photos, of any proof of this possibly being about him and it’s when he comes across a photo of himself. And he’s 100% sure it’s him because he had wore the plain black suit recently.
He can’t remember when it had been taken, but it feels a bit recent. He looks down to see the caption and there it is again. Suho.
How I wish that tongue to be buried in me. #Suho #bossboner
How can you be sexy and cute at the same time? #Suho #bossboner
To say that Junmyeon is a little shocked is an understandment. He begins to yell, at first it’s just a high pitched squeak, afraid to really move. But it’s when Kai jumps on his lap that he full on yells, throwing the laptop back onto the coffee table, scaring himself even more, and Kai as well.
When he finally calms down, he moves to the device once more. He decides to look more into this Chen and who he could possibly be. When he moves to his followers, he sees that Baekhyun is following him. That really doesn’t narrow it down as to who it could be, but he sure gets a good idea when he looks at the most recent tweets that came in only a few minutes ago while Junmyeon was trying not to cry.
HES GAY! THERE IS HOPE WITH #SUHO
It felt like a date. He wants to go drinking some time. #Suho
Wonder what he’s like drunk #suho #bossboner
He doesn’t want to point the finger just yet, at specifically Jongdae. But he is positive that he’s heard the term dancing machine when referring to Jongdae and his dancing. With all of that being said, he really sits and thinks about the pros and cons of what he wants to do.
On one hand, he has always had a thing for Jongdae. It’s been brewing for awhile, ever since he entered the company. His smile and generally playful nature is what tugged him, but it was his hardworking demeanor that really hooked Junmyeon into feelings that have been simmering for awhile.
The other hand of this is that he is his boss. And Junmyeon tries really hard in keeping his professionalism to a perfect T. He wouldn’t want to create an image of himself to the other works and seem like he is playing favoritism.
But it’s also Jongdae. And if this really is his crush, saying all of these dirty and, honestly, hot things, Junmyeon is in no position to pass this opportunity up.
So Junmyeon decides that he is going to test the water first before jumping right in. And he comes up with a plan.
His plan is to give the younger more of his attention. He already knows that he likes his ass, so he digs into his closet for his pants that he wore in college. When he slipped them on, they still cupped his ass perfectly. He laughed as he looked in the mirror and gave himself a little slap. He could already imagine Jongdae doing something with him, and he takes off the pants as soon as possible to deal with his #bossboner.
He’ll check back that night just to see if anything pops up.
The rest of his little plan will fall into place first but until then, Junmyeon signs up for twitter and immediately follows Jongdae. Monday was going to be forever away, but Junmyeon was excited to be a little playful.
Jongdae wakes up and realizes that he didn’t dream that night, and he was really okay with it. Spending actual time with Junmyeon was better than any dream. He snuggles himself more into the bed and pulls out his phone. He sees that he has a new follower, but sees that he hasn’t started tweeting yet, so he chucks it down to someone just enjoying his ranting about Suho.
He runs through his normal routine, eating, sleeping, jacking off. But this time it’s really intense. He imagines Junmyeon in that same light that was at the restaurant and he looks so serene and sexy. It’s a beautiful image that Jongdae really has to keep his voice down, because he’s near screaming when his orgasm hits.
Once his high has finally worn off, Jongdae moves to the bathroom to shower. It’s an in and out sort of thing, so he doesn’t waste too much time in there, but when he exits the shower, he really likes how he looks. So much that he decides to snap a quick photo. It doesn’t show his eyes, but it does show his kitten like lips, and his teeth biting into his lower lip. He’s got a nice little V going on, and a perfect happy trail leading to wonderful places (so he thinks).
Eat your heart out, #Suho
Jongdae goes ahead and posts it, not realizing that Junmyeon woke up with a boner that morning that just intensified at the photo. He was completely sure that it was Jongdae after seeing those lips.
When Monday morning comes along, Jongdae isn’t thinking too much about his twitter and more about seeing Junmyeon today. He’s so excited about making more plans with him that little does he know that he is going to have some fapping material for a month.
When Junmyeon steps into the office, he feels like everyone is staring at him. He feels self conscious with the way his ass looks, but it’s all worth it when he sees Jongdae’s mouth fall open. The younger struggles to keep his cool and close his mouth.
“Good morning, Jongdae-ah. I hope you had a good weekend.” He gives him a warm smile, feeling genuine but sneaky at the same time.
“Yeah! I mean yes, sir. I did. I trust that yours was nice as well.” Junmyeon hums in agreement, eyes twinkling with something that Jongdae couldn’t decipher. But he just goes along with it. He’s walking behind his boss, his eyes keep drifting downward to how amazing his ass looks. He just wants to grab them and bury his face in them….
And suddenly he stopped by running into the elder. Jongdae doesn’t even realize that he’s got a little bit of a chub going on and it grazes the supple cheeks of his ass, and Jongdae is running for the bathroom. His feet don’t stop until he’s in the safety of the back stall in the bathroom.
He doesn’t even care why Junmyeon stopped in front of him, and he doesn’t want to know, because a little bit of cum is running down his leg. And god forbid, someone like Baekhyun or Junmyeon see it.
Jongdae manages to get all of it cleaned up before it starts to stain his pants. The dryer in the bathroom is perfect for getting the wet patch on his crotch, but it’s really awkward when Baekhyun and Kyungsoo come storming in with wide eyes and mouths agape.
“Dude. Seriously. Stop that.” Baekhyun barks like the beagle he is. It’s amazing someone like Kyungsoo is actually interested in an idiot like that. While Baekhyun is literally rolling on the floor laughing, Kyungsoo is stepping over him to get to Jongdae.
“Look, whatever is going on, just own it. And if I’m correct, he also wants you.” He pats him on the back, and goes to drag Baekhyun out of the bathroom to leave Jongdae alone with his thoughts. He doesn’t spend much time in there because he does have a job that he needs to do regardless of Suho or Junmyeon.
Junmyeon is dancing in his mind at the reaction he had from Jongdae. He didn’t know the younger could run that fast. And he was completely sure of what he felt right before he left. But now he’ll have to wait until tonight to see if his hunches are right and that Chen really is Jongdae. Until then, Junmyeon will enjoy having fun with this whole plan.
Jongdae doesn’t waste anymore time and instantly jumps into his work. With click-clack of his keyboard, the next time he actually stops to look at the clock, and it’s already the afternoon. He pushes away from the table with a sigh and leans back in his chair, hands behind his head and closes his eyes. Jongdae can feel his consciousness slipping away to the realm of sleep and he’s about to give in, but he decides to possibly finish his work early and head home. The events of today have really took a toll on him. Right as he is about to sit back up, he opens his eyes and he’s come face to face with his #bossboner.
“Ah, Jongdae. Taking a little break?” He playfully teased. The elder attempted to hide his smile from behind his hand, but it didn’t do too much for him.
“No! Not at all, hyung. Just finished with that report just now. Took a lot out of me.”
“Hmm. I know the feeling, so I was thinking we could go grab some lunch. My treat again. The least I could do since I’m just dragging you everywhere.” Junmyeon had his suit jacket thrown over his arm, keys in hand, ready to go.
Who was Jongdae to deny him the chance of some Junmyeon.
When Jongdae got home that night, he immediately threw off his shoes and tossed himself on his bed.
His ass today was too much. Literally came from brushing against them #bossboner #Suho
I just want to walk around and gently cup his cheeks forever #suho
Took me out for lunch. Felt like a date. I’m that much closer to #Suho
Jongdae took a moment to scroll through his past tweets. And while he still had very strong sexual feelings for his boss, he grew to find that he really did enjoy his company. Junmyeon was an all around dork and nerd. His awkward jokes to some people may be considered cringe worthy, but Jongdae couldn’t imagine the elder without those qualities.
His only fear of spending so much time with Junmyeon is that he would start to only think of him as a friend, and nothing more. Jongdae has had plenty of problems of that in the past. Minseok, for example, was someone who Jongdae truly felt that things would work out in his favor. But one drunken kiss really let him know exactly how Minseok felt.
“Jongdae….I’m sorry...but I just don’t feel that way about you. You’re my best friend…..but nothing more…..and I’m seeing someone.”
While Minseok had confided in everything to Jongdae, the one thing that he neglected to mention was his lover, Sehun, also one of Jongdae’s close friends. The two had been keeping their relationship a secret from everyone, especially Jongdae.
“We just didn’t want to make the friendship weird for everyone.”
But Jongdae was determined not to let this happen again. In a way, Chen’s sexual powerfulness was like a barrier from him and his true feelings. He could want him and watch him all he wanted, but never let him get too emotionally close to have his feelings hurt again.
But nonetheless, Jongdae stood by his Twitter persona and his (slightly) vulgar ways. He was happy like this. And Junmyeon in those pants earlier just fueled Chen to push forward.
But Jongdae was still a little scared.
Not too far away, Junmyeon was back on his couch, Kai at his side, and laptop open. He pulled up his bookmark for twitter, and signed on. It didn’t take long to scroll through the new tweets from Chen. And just as he expected there were new tweets about “Suho” and his tight pants. He giggled softly at the memory of Jongdae running away and now he knows what happened.
This confirmed everything, and that Jongdae did want him.
The time is now. Junmyeon decides to throw his other plans away and go straight for the kill. As long as Chen was still tweeting about how he feels (sexual and a little emotional), he was game.
This whole plan was a little out of his character, but Junmyeon played it safe too many times and didn’t want to lose someone who could be good for him. When Yifan left, it took him so long to get over his departure from his life. Now he is back on his feet and ready to just have fun. And by the sound of everything that Jongdae has tweeted and the constant twitching in his own pants, Junmyeon can’t contain his excitement for much longer.
So he came up with his final plan.
Friday night came around, faster than expected, and Junmyeon was ready for everything. He took out his phone, and turned his notifications on, as loud as it could go. He just hoped that it would work.
Jongdae was sending out the last of his emails. Stupid people from other departments and stupid questions that anyone else could answer. But Jongdae enjoys feeling useful to people. Junmyeon and him have plans to go to the bar tonight, specifically that gay one he had been talking about. He brought a change of clothes, dancing in a tailored button up wasn’t exactly club wear, according to Baekhyun.
With his computer finally shut down, he gathered his belongings and moved to go to the restroom. Junmyeon was just stepping out of his office, and his clothes….Jongdae was absolutely floored.
His boss was currently dressed in tight black jeans, that clung to his body like a second skin, his shirt was dark with some logo that he didn’t care about knowing, and a grungy green jacket that just completed the whole outfit. He lined his eyes with a dark kohl, and his hair was combed to the side and he looked positively delicious.
Jongdae was pretty sure that he was drooling at this point.
“Hey. Come on we got to go soon.” Junmyeon was fixing the white belt that was just hanging off his perfect hips, and Jongdae is just ready to die at any moment.
His rule of no tweeting at work be damned. He needs to get this out before they go out and possibly makes a fool of himself for blue balls when his has an erection all night.
Junmyeon smirks at his success, loving how hot and heavy Jongdae had looked. He was 99% sure that Jongdae couldn’t resist tweeting about this, so he walked up to the bathroom door, phone in hand and ready for the next step.
WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO WITH #SUHO
HE LOOKS FUCKING AMAZING IM GOING TO DIE OF A #BOSSBONER
DAMN YOU #SUHO AND YOUR DISGUSTINGLY HANDSOME GOOD LOOKS
As Jongdae was tweeting all of this, he hears three pings that are muffled from outside of the door. He tries not to think much about it as he is typing out his next whine.
JESUS HOW TIGHT ARE THOSE PANTS?!
And then another ping.
IS THIS THE END OF ME #SUHO #BOSSBONER
And then another.
TO SEE HIM NAKED IS TO SEE HEAVEN
Another.
And because Jongdae’s reaction time is fucking slow, it takes a couple of minutes to put the pieces together.
As he types out random letters, just to double check, and presses send, Junmyeon pushes open the door and Jongdae’s heart drops out of his ass.
His #bossboner is standing there, phone in hand, and it pings, with a notification that Chen just tweeted once more.
Jongdae quickly attempts to stutter out an explanation, but Junmyeon has other plans in mind.
“So I heard from a little birdie that you have a thing for me?” He dangles his phone in front of Jongdae’s face and he is confronted with his dirtiest little secret.
“I….uh….uh….” Jongdae mumbles out, really terrified of what Junmyeon will say. He’s terrified of losing his job, he’s terrified of fucking all of this up, and he’s terrified of disgusting his major crush. He doesn’t feel well, like he’s about to vomit. His breath starts to pick up and Jongdae is about to start hyperventilating when “Suho” finally speaks up.
“And I want you too.” Junmyeon seizes forward to latch his lips onto the younger’s. And it’s a little awkward and messy but Jongdae has died and he’s in heaven. Because he is kissing Suho.
No. He’s kissing Junmyeon.
And he’s 100% okay with that.
“Jongdae, either you can kiss me back, or I’ll fire your ass.” Junmyeon moans, his lips still caressing the youngers.
“You don’t have to tell me twice, Suho.” And he does. He’s finally living out all of his fantasies that he ever dreamed of. Junmyeon is sucking on his tongue, dragging it, oh so, slowly into his own mouth and it’s lighting everything in his body on fire. Jongdae cards his fingers into his boss’s hair, tugging on the fine dark pieces. They move in sync with each other until they are out of the bathroom and in Junmyeon’s office.
His boss throws him against the desk, and Jongdae makes use of his hands to brace himself from any pain against the wood and scatters the mess that still lingered there.
“Are you ready, Chen?” Junmyeon slurs, drunk on every bit of lust coursing through his veins. “How about I fulfill one of your little tweets now, hmm?” His voice was dripping with sex and oh god, Jongdae never thought this day would come. Junmyeon moves to turn Jongdae around and grope and pull on Jongdae’s pants until they are finally on the ground, along with his briefs.
“If you thought my ass was amazing, your thighs, Jongdae, dammit!” He punctuates his cussing with a firm smack to Jongdae’s thighs. He pushes his hands into the small space between his thighs and pulls them apart. The action exposes his puckered hole to his boss and he feels so weak against the dominating aura that is Junmyeon.
“It’s so cute, Jongdae. Just like you.” His tone was so condescending but the younger was too far gone to say something back. Especially when he felt his boss’ tongue circling around his rim and gently dipping into the puckered skin. And Jongdae was seeing stars. Little bits of light were exploding behind his eyes that were squeezed so tight. His elbows gave out and the wood was cool against his sweaty forehead.
“You’re so good for me, Jongdae. Such a good worker, that I’m going to reward you.”
Jongdae was hoping it was his dick in his ass. Oh please, let it be a dick in his ass.
When he felt the cool, slick feeling of lube on Junmyeon’s finger and Jongdae is just twitching with anticipation. So much that Junmyeon actually has to spank him into holding still, and when that didn’t work, Junmyeon made work of his tie on the younger’s wrists.
Three fingers into Jongdae’s ass, and Junmyeon is the hardest he’s ever been before.
“Now, when I feed you my cock,” he says, rubbing the mushroom head against the wet entrance, “you’re going to scream my name. Not Suho. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Jongdae whimpers, his hole gasping for his cock. He gasps out when he is spanked again, hearing something of ‘my name’, and Jongdae stutters out ‘yes, Junmyeon’.
Not a second later is Junmyeon buried to the hilt, keeping his absolute best not to fuck into Jongdae just yet. He couldn’t imagine actually hurting him, but the tightness that is surrounding him is intoxicating.
“Oh my god, Jongdae. I can’t wait to completely wreck you with just my cock.”
Jongdae simply slams his hips backwards, encasing his boss’s cock further into him.
Junmyeon grabs onto his hips and pounds into Jongdae with so much force, Jongdae’s knees are scraping into the wood. It hurts, but the pleasure is overriding everything and anything else in his mind. Jongdae’s prostate is just being abused by the head of Junmyeon’s cock.
After Jongdae has almost come at least three times now, (he’s lost count when Junmyeon had wrapped his fingers around the base, feeling Jongdae’s dry orgasm ripple through every part of his body), Junmyeon finally took pity on him while he was on his back, legs thrown over his shoulders and tightly wraps his hand, lubed up for Jongdae’s pleasure, and jerks him off in time with his own thrusts. It creates the perfect friction for Jongdae to finally, finally, cum. He was pretty sure that he blacked out for a second only to open his eyes to the feeling of Junmyeon releasing himself inside him.
“Oh my god,” Jongdae whispered. “Oh my god!” He said a little louder. “That just happened” he downright yelled. Junmyeon only snuggled himself closer to him, nuzzling his cheek into his.
“Mm. Yes it did. And I hope it’ll happen again. After I take you out, of course.”
“Like on a date?” Jongdae shot up at this.
“Well yeah. Jongdae, I wasn’t just doing this because I only thought the whole Suho thing was hot. I actually do have feelings for you. And I want to get to know more about you. Chen is cool and all, don’t get me wrong, but I originally fell for Jongdae. I fell for...well you.”
Jongdae only pulled the older into his lap and kissed him silly. It wasn’t until 11 before they left to find food and a clean pair of boxers for Jongdae. As much as he loved the feeling of the other’s cum in him (Junmyeon’s scrunched up face was so worth the tweet) they were ruined and he didn’t feel completely comfortable with going commando.
Two weeks later~~
Baekhyun is flipping through his files, looking for the one that Jongdae had completed for him.
“Ugh. Where did he even put it?!” Finally giving up, he decided to just call him and get it over with.
When he answered the phone, he didn’t expect to be met with the moans of his boss.
Jongdae and Junmyeon enjoyed switching every so often apparently.
“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?” Jongdae punctuated with a thrust. Baekhyun was so disgusted with what all he was hearing, he didn’t bother to stay on the line.
When the two were finally satisfied for the moment, Jongdae took out his phone to call Baekhyun back.
For the bottom Baek Bitch, it was delicious payback, but it was even more worth it when he read the text from him.
YIOU ARE DISGUSTING! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING TO MAKE HIM SOUND LIKE THAT?! GOD BLESS HIS HOLE.
“What did he say, babe?” Junmyeon asked while wiping off his cum from his chest.
“Just telling me that I’m the best ever.”
“At what?”
“Making him feel like a bottom baek bitch.”
Nothing is better than sleeping next to #Suho
I feel complete with him #Suho
He’s not a #bossboner anymore.
He’s a #baeboner
@baekbunny: @chensing_machine stop posting disgusting shit
@chensing_machine: @baekbunny When are you going to change your name?
@baekbunny: @chensing_machine to what??
@chensing_machine: @baekbunny #bottombaekbitch
@baekbunny: @chensing_machine fuck you
@chensing_machine: @baekbunny no thanks, ksoo does that :) #bottombaekbitch
@kyungpow: @baekbunny @chensing_machine it’s true.
Kyungsoo was never one to lie about anything, especially if it meant throwing Baekhyun under the bus. It made great sex in the end.
Title: Little Birdie
Pairing: Chen/Suho (Jongdae/Junmyeon)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Foul Language, Rimming, Chen being ridiculously vulgar
Word count: 7,907
Summary: Junmyeon finds out about Jongdae’s secret from a little birdie.
Author's note: This is only my second time doing something like this and I felt the need to redeem myself after my first. I want to say thank you to my roommate for being my support through all of this. Without you, I never would be able to finish any of my fics. And to my friend N who is out of the country but never out of my heart. Thank you to whoever came up with this dope prompt. I hope I make you proud!
When Jongdae woke up that morning, the first thing he did was update his twitter.
How many pairs of underwear will I ruin by dreaming of my smoking boss? #bossboner #Suho
He wasn’t sure exactly how to word his morning tweet, but in the end he decided to leave it as it was. Mainly because he had another pair of boxers that needed to be washed before they became crusty with gunk. 4 nights in a row must be his new record by now. And if blowing his load is unattractive then the pile of awkwardly smelling garments would be the cherry on top.
Jongdae works his normal 9 to 5 job, Monday through Friday. Rarely does he force himself into going on Saturdays, simply because he managed to finish all of his work by 4:59 pm every Friday evening. It was a gift. If he was really wanting to treat himself, he would stay longer in the office, claiming his need to reword a couple of emails before he left for the weekend. But honestly it was because his boss, Junmyeon, stayed behind to double check that all of his own work was neat and organized as well. Jongdae would wait until he got to the second to last drawer on the file cabinet, enjoying how the pants just cupped the most perfect ass in the world.
How weird would it be if I asked my boss if I could make out with his ass? #bossboner #Suho
He set it to post later, not really wanting to tweet with Junmyeon right in from of him. Plus, he didn’t want to take his attention away from seeing the older male now on his knees, collecting papers that he apparently dropped.
This is your chance, Jongdae. Don’t fuck it up.
“Um, hyung? Do you need any help?” Jongdae squeaked out. He always managed to sound like a teenager going through puberty when he talked to Junmyeon. Life is never fair. When the other finally answered back to Jongdae, his perfectly styled hair was falling in his face and his lips were pouting so deliciously.
I want to suck on that lip like I want to suck your dick, he thought.
He quickly shook his head to rid himself of the boner inducing thoughts and focused back on actually making good of assisting in picking up the rest of the papers.
“Ah! Thank you, Jongdae. It seems that I’m really clumsy today. I even spilled coffee on my pants and the stain wouldn’t come out at all.” Junmyeon finally moved to get up. He stood at an almost equal height as Jongdae, even if not just a little bit taller. His smooth, pale skin was just glowing in the cheap light-bulbed room. He was a god, end of story.
Jongdae took the time to intentionally look down at his boss’s crotch. And there is was, a fist sized dark stain lingering right over where a (hard) dick would be.
Can I lick it off for you?
Jongdae managed to pull his gaze away, afraid that the elder would think he was weird. “Yep. That really is a stain. Better get home and take care of it before they are ruined, sir.” He gave his signature cat grin. It gets him almost out of every bit of trouble that comes his, and occasionally his co-worker Baekhyun’s way.
“Yeah, no kidding. I just wanted to make sure everything was done so tomorrow I can knock out this report that’s due on Monday. Are you coming in tomorrow, Jongdae?”
He wasn’t originally. He was going to eat, sleep, jack off to Junmyeon, tweet and repeat. But the curious glint in his eyes through that schedule out the window.
How he pulled this excuse out of his ass, he will never know.
“Actually yeah I really need to. I need to proofread Chanyeol’s write up before he submits it. Shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours. I think Baekhyun even mentioned coming in for a little bit.” He, for sure, was dragging that hell spawn into this too. It was Baek’s job to begin with but he “forgot” to finish the report for accounting, and of course, Kyungsoo likes to “punish” him for it. Bunch of words that mean Kyungsoo makes a bitch of Baek who always begs for it.
“Well that’s good then. I really hate being here by myself every Saturday. It’ll be nice to have some other voices there too. If we finish in time, we should grab a bite afterwards. Say, for a job well done?” Junmyeon’s smile was so wide and pearly. It didn’t make sense how a man could have the body of a god and then the cutest face that ever existed.
“Yeah!” Jongdae’s voice cracked. “Yeah,” he repeated once more, but in a deeper octave.
Good job, idiot.
“Wonderful! I’ll see you tomorrow at 9!” And with that, Junmyeon walked away to his own office to presumably finish packing for the evening. Jongdae continued to stand there, his attention now towards the ground where he collapsed to. He rolled around once, flailing his arms, before he heard the soft voice of Junmyeon telling him goodnight one more time. He answered back, pretty sure that he was hidden behind cubicles anyway.
Taking out his phone, he pulled up twitter.
He posted multiple tweets about what occurred moments ago.
Pretty much given permission to look at his crotch. God bless you Coffee stain #Suho #bossboner
I wanted to lick it off. Is that normal? Can I just nuzzle it? The hard dick of #Suho with the scent of coffee? Perfection #bossboner
He wants to grab food tomorrow after work! Is this a date?! #Suho
I just want to take him home with me and either cuddle the fuck out of him #Suho #bossboner
Or Fuck the cuddle out of him #Suho #bossboner
Either way, I will have died and gone to heaven #Suho
Suddenly his mass tweeting was held up by an incoming call from Baekhyun. Just in time too. Jongdae needs to con him into coming tomorrow. Being alone with Junmyeon is still difficult for Jongdae to cope and for his pants to not pop a tent.
“Yo, Bottom Baek Bitch, what’s up?” Jongdae took this time to finally get off the floor and walk back over to his own desk. It was about 5:45 now, so he wasn’t too off from getting home. Might be better for traffic anyways.
“You know I only bottomed that once for, Soo.” Baekhyun complained, but they both knew the truth. Baekhyun liked to be dominated and disciplined by Kyungsoo from accounting. Something about the actions didn’t fit the image.
“Whatever, hey, you’re coming in tomorrow with me. But just for a couple of hours.” He quietly started to pack his bag, but soon just shoved it underneath his desk for tomorrow. He grabbed his wallet and keys and headed towards the door. “Since I’m covering for you with the Chanyeol thing, you are going to cover for me with Junmyeon.”
“Wait, that doesn’t even make sense. Why would I be coming in to do what you said you would take over?”
“I don’t know. Just come in, play a couple of games on your computer, send a dick pic to Kyungsoo, I don’t care. Come in at 9 tomorrow, and you can leave by 11. That’s only two hours.”
Jongdae heard a groan on the other line and knew that Baekhyun would give in, regardless. It was like their lifelong friendship thing.
“Fine. And by the way, I don’t send photos to Kyungsoo. He sends dick pics to me!” Baekhyun sounded so triumphant in that moment but Jongdae was always a step ahead.
“See? Bottom Baek Bitch!” Jongdae released a cackle that was honestly probably too loud for his own ears, but to hell with it.
“Whatever,” Baekhyun screamed over Jongdae’s laughter, followed by a sigh, “Besides we all know that Chen wants Suho~” the older screamed as loud as he could. Jongdae quickly pressed the end button and stuffed his phone back into his pocket. Baekhyun knew how much talking about Suho and Chen made him all red in the face and flustered.
Long story short, Chen is Jongdae’s SNS personality. He mostly uses twitter, occasionally going to tumblr for another type of outlet. Even though Chen is Jongdae and Jongdae is Chen, he chooses to separate them only for the sake of work. And that is because Suho is Junmyeon. Jongdae isn’t entirely sure where the nickname came from, but whenever he tweets about Junmyeon, he uses Suho as his name to keep his boss and his #bossboner under control.
Jongdae is like 99% Junmyeon would fire his ass faster than Jongdae can cum when thinking of Junmyeon’s fingers in his ass. It was always such a struggle. But that’s why he uses twitter as his outlet so he doesn’t just cum in his pants all the damn time while at work.
As far as Baekhyun knowing, the two had went out for drinks and this is where the two found out about the each other’s secrets. Since then, they taunt each other all the time, only to have the little piece of black mail to hold over the other. It seems like a flawless system but Jongdae knows that it’s only a matter of time before it slips and someone else finds out.
But he’ll worry about that tomorrow. For now, he took out his phone once more and typed out a simple tweet:
Spending time with #Suho while at work tomorrow, gotta control the #bossboner
He quickly put his phone back in his pocket and he was out the door by 6pm. Only an hour later than planned, but man was it worth it.
~ ~ ~
When Jongdae woke up that morning, he didn’t have a dream to tweet about. He actually slept so soundly that he felt so refreshed and ready for today. It wasn’t until he was soaping up his hair, that he remembered what he was doing that day. And who he would be with. Jongdae stopped in his tracks, eyes wandering to everything that he had in the shower.
“How can I be so stupid?” He said, shampoo slowly dripping down his forehead. Jongdae isn’t the best when it comes to timing, so when the shampoo swiftly gets in his eyes, the pain isn’t immediate. 10 seconds into his eyes changing to a red due to irritation he starts to react.
“Holy fucking-” he screams. He starts to move around the shower, unable to contain his pain. All of his bottles and soaps are being knocked down due to his recklessness. Pushing himself to the the corner of the shower where the actual water is coming down, he rinses his eyes for a solid 2 minutes before he can finally open them.
“So much for your great morning, Jongdae.” He leans his forehead against the cold tile and lets out a sigh. He really did hope that seeing Junmyeon would perk up his attitude.
And once he finally did get to the office, noticing that the lights were still relatively dim; the natural light seeping into the room. And there sat Junmyeon at the community table with a laptop, a couple of files, and what looked like two coffees. Jongdae tried to be smooth with his entrance but that wasn’t exactly, as his co-worker Yifan would say “his style”, and he ran into the same file cabinet that Junmyeon was working on last night and the crash was like a knife through butter.
Jongdae could feel his heart drop out of his ass when his boss turned around and gave him a deer in the headlights look. It was impossibly cute and Jongdae would love to see it up close, but unfortunately he was heading face first into the paper bin.
I hope to god I don’t have any paper cuts after this.
Just when Jongdae was considering slipping the rest of his little body into the rest of the paper bin, he felt strong and warm hands on his hips. There was only one person it could be, and that was his boss. Suddenly his thoughts drifted to how it would be like if Junmyeon took him from behind and held onto his hips just like this. Right before his #bossboner started to harden, he was pulled back and out of the paper bin.
“Jongdae! Are you okay?” Junmyeon took the time to turn him around and search for any sort of injury and Jongdae couldn’t look anywhere other than straight forward. This really was the closest, physically, he had been to Junmyeon, like ever. And his heart and brain were stuck in overload mode.
“Jongdae. Hey, can you look at me?” At the sound of the gentle voice and calming words, Jongdae managed to shift his gaze to the brightest and shiniest eyes ever and his whole inner body just melted.
Junmyeon had a little crinkle in his eyebrows, and Jongdae couldn’t control his actions, (still in overload) and brushed his thumb against it as gently as he could. When he finally realized where his hand was and who he was touching, Jongdae jumped backwards and out of Junmyeon’s grasp. He nearly fell over again, but caught himself.
“Jongdae, is everything alright? You’re acting weird today.” Junmyeon tried to move a little closer, but Jongdae just went ahead and sat down. He was afraid of embarrassing himself anymore and really did need to get to work.
“Of course, I’m okay. Just a little off today.” He didn’t want to make things worse. Jongdae didn’t need that today.
“Well if you insist. Here, I got you a coffee for this morning. Maybe this will make you a little better.” Junmyeon reached around Jongdae to grab the extra coffee that was sitting on table. He grabbed the younger’s hand and let him hold the coffee, and only pulling away when he was sure it wouldn’t fall.
Jongdae looked down at the coffee, a little unsure of what it would taste like, but decided that anything his gorgeous boss would give him was worth taking.
The first sip was actually very pleasant. It was a green tea latte, something he hadn’t ever really tried but it warmed his body, especially under the awaiting gaze of Junmyeon. He looked up to give his signature smile, cat lips and all.
“It’s really good, hyung! Thank you.” He said with a careful tone. He didn’t want to sound too enthusiastic, but also not ungrateful.
“Good. I’m glad. Actually it’s my favorite drink. I was hoping you would enjoy it too.” Junmyeon made his way back to his own chair.
Jongdae faced the table, setting the latte down on the counter. He was about to start pulling up Chanyeol’s file, but he realized that he sat down without even getting any of his materials.
“Oh. Do you still have what you were going to work on?” Junmyeon had the end of his pen stuck between his lips, teeth slightly tugging on the tapered end. Jongdae was star-struck to say the least.
“Uh...no. I..no. It’s just at my...my desk,” he stammered. Without wasting another second, he quickly scurried off to go grab his work. What he didn’t see was the heated gaze of his boss.
When Jongdae got to his cubicle, he quickly pulled out his phone to call Baekhyun.
Finally the line picked up and he heard Baekhyun’s annoying and raspy voice.
“Nnngh...hello? What….what do you want-ah!” Jongdae knew exactly what the bottom bitch was doing, and it didn’t help the situation at all.
“Baekyun! Tell Kyungsoo to take his dick out of your ass and listen to me for a second!” Jongdae whispered/ screamed.
He heard something along the lines of “wait, pull out, one second. I’ll make it up to you” through the phone and hoped to God that he never had to hear the grunts of Kyungsoo ever again.
“Okay, sorry. What’s up?” Baekhyun let out a sigh. Jongdae was fairly furious at the moment.
“What’s up? What’s up with you? I thought you were going to come back into the office with me this morning. Not spearing yourself on Kyungsoo again.”
“Tell him you like it like that.” Kyungsoo grunted, ready for the whole conversation to be finished with. Baekhyun only laughed and continued his own conversation.
“I really didn’t need to come in since I can just do my work here. Plus I know you-” Out of nowhere, and Jongdae still isn’t really sure how it happened, he'll always admit that it was a freak accident or a ghost. Not something that he actually did.
But the next thing he knows is his phone is on speaker and Baekhyun's voice is blasting through his phone. And his next words about stopped his heart.
"I know you're there with Suho. Has he fucked you yet? I know you been wanting that bossboner!"
Jongdae was ready to throw the phone down and smash it into a million pieces in that moment. And nothing seemed to make it all any better when Junmyeon, Suho, walked up to his cubicle.
"Jongdae, is everything okay? I thought I had heard Baekhyun’s voice.."
"Oh, is that him? Hey Suho! I mean Junmyeon!" Baekhyun was going to die a firey death of celibacy for all of eternity. To avoid anymore embarrassment, Jongdae quickly ended the call. Thankful that no more words were exchanged. He can deal with Baekhyun later, but for now Junmyeon was still standing behind him.
"Who or what is a Suho?" Junmyeon asked, voice a little on edge. Jongdae was very unsure of how to get out of this.
“Ah, hyung. I didn’t see you there. It’s nothing to worry Baekhyun just being Baekhyun. You know how he is. Oh look! Here is my work, I’m going to go ahead and get started on it.” Jongdae eagerly ran out of the room, not wanting to really explain about Suho or worse, have him know about his twitter and Chen. This morning was just going fantastically for Jongdae. He pushed past his boss, cringing backwards when he felt the warm, taught body next to him.
Regardless of Suho and Junmyeon, he really needed to keep the little birdie under rap.
Three hours later, one hour longer than planned, Junmyeon and Jongdae stepped out of the office. Jongdae had a hand on the back of his neck, attempting to work out the kinks that had settled in the short amount of time.
“Wow, I didn’t think we would be there for so long.” Junmyeon said looking down at his watch.
“I’m seriously going to wring Baekhyun a new one. He said that this was going to be easy. Not a frickin trial and error with Chanyeol’s shit notes.”
“Well, at least it’s done now. Say, you still up for that lunch? My treat.” The elder pulled Jongdae to the side and away from the walking crowds. Jongdae took another moment to think about the rest of his schedule. He honestly had nothing more to do that day. He already rubbed one out in the bathroom earlier when moments before Junmyeon had leaned over Jongdae to correct a mistake of his. The slightest bit of breath on his neck lit his entire insides on fire. It took maybe 3 seconds to become fully hard.
The shame was easily hidden on his face, masked by his reassuring words of “lactose intolerant”.
“Yeah, sure. What did you have in mind?”
“Well, I was thinking maybe some BBQ? I know this great place around the corner that I think you’ll love. And we’ll avoid anything with milk in it.” He laid a, what was supposed to be comforting, hand on his shoulder. And he laughed gently when Jongdae’s ears turned bright red.
“Oh, come on, let’s go.” With an arm laced within his and off they went.
“So. Jongdae,” his boss started, swallowing his beer, “Are you married?” They were waiting for the food to cook, making small talk here and there to lift the awkward tension.
“Nope. I’m as single as single gets. I’ve had a few relationships here and there, but nothing seemed to really last.” Jongdae didn’t want to mention that the reason why is because they weren’t Junmyeon.
“I’m sorry to hear that. But they say you have to go through a lot in order to find the person you’re looking for.”
And here you are in front of me.
“What about you, hyung? Let me guess. Beautiful wife, two adoring children, white picket fence and a puppy named Pooches.” The elder simply laughed, waving a hand in his face.
“Well his name isn’t Pooches. It’s Kai. And I think I would have to have an interest in women in order to have a wife.”
There is a god.
“Oh...so..you’re gay?” Jongdae took this time to look away from Junmyeon and to push the meat around. It seemed that Junmyeon assumed that Jongdae was uncomfortable with his sexuality.
“Is that going to be a problem?” Junmyeon’s voice seemed so small in that moment.
“Well. No, actually. I’m...uh..also...I also like ...men.” Junmyeon let the words sit for a minute. Trying to catch the simplicity of the words.
“You’re gay, as well!” Jongdae let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “That’s great. It’s nice to have someone to talk to who is similar to me in that sense.”
“Well you know that Baekhyun and Kyungsoo from accounting, they are also gay.” Junmyeon made this face that should have been severely unattractive, but Jongdae only found it precious. He was falling in love even more with his boss.
“Yeah, well, they’re together. It’s different when it’s another single gay man to talk to you. Hey! We should go to the bar or club together. I’ve been too afraid to go alone.”
“That...sounds like a wonderful idea, hyung.” Jongdae just couldn’t take his eyes off of his boss. He didn’t even smell the meat beginning to burn. Damn him and his late reaction time.
“Jongdae! Turn it off! Hurry!” They almost didn’t make it off the grill. The two just sit there laughing their asses off at how awkward the moment was. But Jongdae couldn’t find it in him to care.
Later that night he’s tweeting some of the moments that occurred earlier on.
HES GAY! THERE IS HOPE WITH #SUHO
It felt like a date. He wants to go drinking some time. #Suho
Wonder what he’s like drunk #suho #bossboner
Jongdae falls asleep that night feeling so calm and happy.
A few miles down the road, Junmyeon is relaxing on his couch with Kai. The little puppy is constantly snoozing so he’s laid over the human’s lap, belly up. He smiles gently to rub at his stomach and holds off his laugh at the way the dog’s leg begins to shake with happiness.
Junmyeon sighs, happy with how things went today, but something is still itching at his brain. And it’s this whole Suho thing. He knows he has heard Baekhyun and Jongdae whispering about it on more than one occasion, but he never found it in himself to really look into it. But now that he’s heard it again, and it almost seems like its in reference to him, he decides to look into it this time.
He pulls out his laptop, careful to maneuver Kai to his little pillow that he always plays on and begins to pull up his browser. When he finally googles Suho, he finds a twitter page under the name @chensing_machine. Well that’s a little odd, he thinks. Maybe it has something to do with the tweets, because almost everything is hastagged Suho. ...And bossboner, apparently. He looks through the tweets and finds vulgar but oddly arousing words.
He looks to see if there are any photos, of any proof of this possibly being about him and it’s when he comes across a photo of himself. And he’s 100% sure it’s him because he had wore the plain black suit recently.
He can’t remember when it had been taken, but it feels a bit recent. He looks down to see the caption and there it is again. Suho.
How I wish that tongue to be buried in me. #Suho #bossboner
How can you be sexy and cute at the same time? #Suho #bossboner
To say that Junmyeon is a little shocked is an understandment. He begins to yell, at first it’s just a high pitched squeak, afraid to really move. But it’s when Kai jumps on his lap that he full on yells, throwing the laptop back onto the coffee table, scaring himself even more, and Kai as well.
When he finally calms down, he moves to the device once more. He decides to look more into this Chen and who he could possibly be. When he moves to his followers, he sees that Baekhyun is following him. That really doesn’t narrow it down as to who it could be, but he sure gets a good idea when he looks at the most recent tweets that came in only a few minutes ago while Junmyeon was trying not to cry.
HES GAY! THERE IS HOPE WITH #SUHO
It felt like a date. He wants to go drinking some time. #Suho
Wonder what he’s like drunk #suho #bossboner
He doesn’t want to point the finger just yet, at specifically Jongdae. But he is positive that he’s heard the term dancing machine when referring to Jongdae and his dancing. With all of that being said, he really sits and thinks about the pros and cons of what he wants to do.
On one hand, he has always had a thing for Jongdae. It’s been brewing for awhile, ever since he entered the company. His smile and generally playful nature is what tugged him, but it was his hardworking demeanor that really hooked Junmyeon into feelings that have been simmering for awhile.
The other hand of this is that he is his boss. And Junmyeon tries really hard in keeping his professionalism to a perfect T. He wouldn’t want to create an image of himself to the other works and seem like he is playing favoritism.
But it’s also Jongdae. And if this really is his crush, saying all of these dirty and, honestly, hot things, Junmyeon is in no position to pass this opportunity up.
So Junmyeon decides that he is going to test the water first before jumping right in. And he comes up with a plan.
His plan is to give the younger more of his attention. He already knows that he likes his ass, so he digs into his closet for his pants that he wore in college. When he slipped them on, they still cupped his ass perfectly. He laughed as he looked in the mirror and gave himself a little slap. He could already imagine Jongdae doing something with him, and he takes off the pants as soon as possible to deal with his #bossboner.
He’ll check back that night just to see if anything pops up.
The rest of his little plan will fall into place first but until then, Junmyeon signs up for twitter and immediately follows Jongdae. Monday was going to be forever away, but Junmyeon was excited to be a little playful.
Jongdae wakes up and realizes that he didn’t dream that night, and he was really okay with it. Spending actual time with Junmyeon was better than any dream. He snuggles himself more into the bed and pulls out his phone. He sees that he has a new follower, but sees that he hasn’t started tweeting yet, so he chucks it down to someone just enjoying his ranting about Suho.
He runs through his normal routine, eating, sleeping, jacking off. But this time it’s really intense. He imagines Junmyeon in that same light that was at the restaurant and he looks so serene and sexy. It’s a beautiful image that Jongdae really has to keep his voice down, because he’s near screaming when his orgasm hits.
Once his high has finally worn off, Jongdae moves to the bathroom to shower. It’s an in and out sort of thing, so he doesn’t waste too much time in there, but when he exits the shower, he really likes how he looks. So much that he decides to snap a quick photo. It doesn’t show his eyes, but it does show his kitten like lips, and his teeth biting into his lower lip. He’s got a nice little V going on, and a perfect happy trail leading to wonderful places (so he thinks).
Eat your heart out, #Suho
Jongdae goes ahead and posts it, not realizing that Junmyeon woke up with a boner that morning that just intensified at the photo. He was completely sure that it was Jongdae after seeing those lips.
When Monday morning comes along, Jongdae isn’t thinking too much about his twitter and more about seeing Junmyeon today. He’s so excited about making more plans with him that little does he know that he is going to have some fapping material for a month.
When Junmyeon steps into the office, he feels like everyone is staring at him. He feels self conscious with the way his ass looks, but it’s all worth it when he sees Jongdae’s mouth fall open. The younger struggles to keep his cool and close his mouth.
“Good morning, Jongdae-ah. I hope you had a good weekend.” He gives him a warm smile, feeling genuine but sneaky at the same time.
“Yeah! I mean yes, sir. I did. I trust that yours was nice as well.” Junmyeon hums in agreement, eyes twinkling with something that Jongdae couldn’t decipher. But he just goes along with it. He’s walking behind his boss, his eyes keep drifting downward to how amazing his ass looks. He just wants to grab them and bury his face in them….
And suddenly he stopped by running into the elder. Jongdae doesn’t even realize that he’s got a little bit of a chub going on and it grazes the supple cheeks of his ass, and Jongdae is running for the bathroom. His feet don’t stop until he’s in the safety of the back stall in the bathroom.
He doesn’t even care why Junmyeon stopped in front of him, and he doesn’t want to know, because a little bit of cum is running down his leg. And god forbid, someone like Baekhyun or Junmyeon see it.
Jongdae manages to get all of it cleaned up before it starts to stain his pants. The dryer in the bathroom is perfect for getting the wet patch on his crotch, but it’s really awkward when Baekhyun and Kyungsoo come storming in with wide eyes and mouths agape.
“Dude. Seriously. Stop that.” Baekhyun barks like the beagle he is. It’s amazing someone like Kyungsoo is actually interested in an idiot like that. While Baekhyun is literally rolling on the floor laughing, Kyungsoo is stepping over him to get to Jongdae.
“Look, whatever is going on, just own it. And if I’m correct, he also wants you.” He pats him on the back, and goes to drag Baekhyun out of the bathroom to leave Jongdae alone with his thoughts. He doesn’t spend much time in there because he does have a job that he needs to do regardless of Suho or Junmyeon.
Junmyeon is dancing in his mind at the reaction he had from Jongdae. He didn’t know the younger could run that fast. And he was completely sure of what he felt right before he left. But now he’ll have to wait until tonight to see if his hunches are right and that Chen really is Jongdae. Until then, Junmyeon will enjoy having fun with this whole plan.
Jongdae doesn’t waste anymore time and instantly jumps into his work. With click-clack of his keyboard, the next time he actually stops to look at the clock, and it’s already the afternoon. He pushes away from the table with a sigh and leans back in his chair, hands behind his head and closes his eyes. Jongdae can feel his consciousness slipping away to the realm of sleep and he’s about to give in, but he decides to possibly finish his work early and head home. The events of today have really took a toll on him. Right as he is about to sit back up, he opens his eyes and he’s come face to face with his #bossboner.
“Ah, Jongdae. Taking a little break?” He playfully teased. The elder attempted to hide his smile from behind his hand, but it didn’t do too much for him.
“No! Not at all, hyung. Just finished with that report just now. Took a lot out of me.”
“Hmm. I know the feeling, so I was thinking we could go grab some lunch. My treat again. The least I could do since I’m just dragging you everywhere.” Junmyeon had his suit jacket thrown over his arm, keys in hand, ready to go.
Who was Jongdae to deny him the chance of some Junmyeon.
When Jongdae got home that night, he immediately threw off his shoes and tossed himself on his bed.
His ass today was too much. Literally came from brushing against them #bossboner #Suho
I just want to walk around and gently cup his cheeks forever #suho
Took me out for lunch. Felt like a date. I’m that much closer to #Suho
Jongdae took a moment to scroll through his past tweets. And while he still had very strong sexual feelings for his boss, he grew to find that he really did enjoy his company. Junmyeon was an all around dork and nerd. His awkward jokes to some people may be considered cringe worthy, but Jongdae couldn’t imagine the elder without those qualities.
His only fear of spending so much time with Junmyeon is that he would start to only think of him as a friend, and nothing more. Jongdae has had plenty of problems of that in the past. Minseok, for example, was someone who Jongdae truly felt that things would work out in his favor. But one drunken kiss really let him know exactly how Minseok felt.
“Jongdae….I’m sorry...but I just don’t feel that way about you. You’re my best friend…..but nothing more…..and I’m seeing someone.”
While Minseok had confided in everything to Jongdae, the one thing that he neglected to mention was his lover, Sehun, also one of Jongdae’s close friends. The two had been keeping their relationship a secret from everyone, especially Jongdae.
“We just didn’t want to make the friendship weird for everyone.”
But Jongdae was determined not to let this happen again. In a way, Chen’s sexual powerfulness was like a barrier from him and his true feelings. He could want him and watch him all he wanted, but never let him get too emotionally close to have his feelings hurt again.
But nonetheless, Jongdae stood by his Twitter persona and his (slightly) vulgar ways. He was happy like this. And Junmyeon in those pants earlier just fueled Chen to push forward.
But Jongdae was still a little scared.
Not too far away, Junmyeon was back on his couch, Kai at his side, and laptop open. He pulled up his bookmark for twitter, and signed on. It didn’t take long to scroll through the new tweets from Chen. And just as he expected there were new tweets about “Suho” and his tight pants. He giggled softly at the memory of Jongdae running away and now he knows what happened.
This confirmed everything, and that Jongdae did want him.
The time is now. Junmyeon decides to throw his other plans away and go straight for the kill. As long as Chen was still tweeting about how he feels (sexual and a little emotional), he was game.
This whole plan was a little out of his character, but Junmyeon played it safe too many times and didn’t want to lose someone who could be good for him. When Yifan left, it took him so long to get over his departure from his life. Now he is back on his feet and ready to just have fun. And by the sound of everything that Jongdae has tweeted and the constant twitching in his own pants, Junmyeon can’t contain his excitement for much longer.
So he came up with his final plan.
Friday night came around, faster than expected, and Junmyeon was ready for everything. He took out his phone, and turned his notifications on, as loud as it could go. He just hoped that it would work.
Jongdae was sending out the last of his emails. Stupid people from other departments and stupid questions that anyone else could answer. But Jongdae enjoys feeling useful to people. Junmyeon and him have plans to go to the bar tonight, specifically that gay one he had been talking about. He brought a change of clothes, dancing in a tailored button up wasn’t exactly club wear, according to Baekhyun.
With his computer finally shut down, he gathered his belongings and moved to go to the restroom. Junmyeon was just stepping out of his office, and his clothes….Jongdae was absolutely floored.
His boss was currently dressed in tight black jeans, that clung to his body like a second skin, his shirt was dark with some logo that he didn’t care about knowing, and a grungy green jacket that just completed the whole outfit. He lined his eyes with a dark kohl, and his hair was combed to the side and he looked positively delicious.
Jongdae was pretty sure that he was drooling at this point.
“Hey. Come on we got to go soon.” Junmyeon was fixing the white belt that was just hanging off his perfect hips, and Jongdae is just ready to die at any moment.
His rule of no tweeting at work be damned. He needs to get this out before they go out and possibly makes a fool of himself for blue balls when his has an erection all night.
Junmyeon smirks at his success, loving how hot and heavy Jongdae had looked. He was 99% sure that Jongdae couldn’t resist tweeting about this, so he walked up to the bathroom door, phone in hand and ready for the next step.
WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO WITH #SUHO
HE LOOKS FUCKING AMAZING IM GOING TO DIE OF A #BOSSBONER
DAMN YOU #SUHO AND YOUR DISGUSTINGLY HANDSOME GOOD LOOKS
As Jongdae was tweeting all of this, he hears three pings that are muffled from outside of the door. He tries not to think much about it as he is typing out his next whine.
JESUS HOW TIGHT ARE THOSE PANTS?!
And then another ping.
IS THIS THE END OF ME #SUHO #BOSSBONER
And then another.
TO SEE HIM NAKED IS TO SEE HEAVEN
Another.
And because Jongdae’s reaction time is fucking slow, it takes a couple of minutes to put the pieces together.
As he types out random letters, just to double check, and presses send, Junmyeon pushes open the door and Jongdae’s heart drops out of his ass.
His #bossboner is standing there, phone in hand, and it pings, with a notification that Chen just tweeted once more.
Jongdae quickly attempts to stutter out an explanation, but Junmyeon has other plans in mind.
“So I heard from a little birdie that you have a thing for me?” He dangles his phone in front of Jongdae’s face and he is confronted with his dirtiest little secret.
“I….uh….uh….” Jongdae mumbles out, really terrified of what Junmyeon will say. He’s terrified of losing his job, he’s terrified of fucking all of this up, and he’s terrified of disgusting his major crush. He doesn’t feel well, like he’s about to vomit. His breath starts to pick up and Jongdae is about to start hyperventilating when “Suho” finally speaks up.
“And I want you too.” Junmyeon seizes forward to latch his lips onto the younger’s. And it’s a little awkward and messy but Jongdae has died and he’s in heaven. Because he is kissing Suho.
No. He’s kissing Junmyeon.
And he’s 100% okay with that.
“Jongdae, either you can kiss me back, or I’ll fire your ass.” Junmyeon moans, his lips still caressing the youngers.
“You don’t have to tell me twice, Suho.” And he does. He’s finally living out all of his fantasies that he ever dreamed of. Junmyeon is sucking on his tongue, dragging it, oh so, slowly into his own mouth and it’s lighting everything in his body on fire. Jongdae cards his fingers into his boss’s hair, tugging on the fine dark pieces. They move in sync with each other until they are out of the bathroom and in Junmyeon’s office.
His boss throws him against the desk, and Jongdae makes use of his hands to brace himself from any pain against the wood and scatters the mess that still lingered there.
“Are you ready, Chen?” Junmyeon slurs, drunk on every bit of lust coursing through his veins. “How about I fulfill one of your little tweets now, hmm?” His voice was dripping with sex and oh god, Jongdae never thought this day would come. Junmyeon moves to turn Jongdae around and grope and pull on Jongdae’s pants until they are finally on the ground, along with his briefs.
“If you thought my ass was amazing, your thighs, Jongdae, dammit!” He punctuates his cussing with a firm smack to Jongdae’s thighs. He pushes his hands into the small space between his thighs and pulls them apart. The action exposes his puckered hole to his boss and he feels so weak against the dominating aura that is Junmyeon.
“It’s so cute, Jongdae. Just like you.” His tone was so condescending but the younger was too far gone to say something back. Especially when he felt his boss’ tongue circling around his rim and gently dipping into the puckered skin. And Jongdae was seeing stars. Little bits of light were exploding behind his eyes that were squeezed so tight. His elbows gave out and the wood was cool against his sweaty forehead.
“You’re so good for me, Jongdae. Such a good worker, that I’m going to reward you.”
Jongdae was hoping it was his dick in his ass. Oh please, let it be a dick in his ass.
When he felt the cool, slick feeling of lube on Junmyeon’s finger and Jongdae is just twitching with anticipation. So much that Junmyeon actually has to spank him into holding still, and when that didn’t work, Junmyeon made work of his tie on the younger’s wrists.
Three fingers into Jongdae’s ass, and Junmyeon is the hardest he’s ever been before.
“Now, when I feed you my cock,” he says, rubbing the mushroom head against the wet entrance, “you’re going to scream my name. Not Suho. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Jongdae whimpers, his hole gasping for his cock. He gasps out when he is spanked again, hearing something of ‘my name’, and Jongdae stutters out ‘yes, Junmyeon’.
Not a second later is Junmyeon buried to the hilt, keeping his absolute best not to fuck into Jongdae just yet. He couldn’t imagine actually hurting him, but the tightness that is surrounding him is intoxicating.
“Oh my god, Jongdae. I can’t wait to completely wreck you with just my cock.”
Jongdae simply slams his hips backwards, encasing his boss’s cock further into him.
Junmyeon grabs onto his hips and pounds into Jongdae with so much force, Jongdae’s knees are scraping into the wood. It hurts, but the pleasure is overriding everything and anything else in his mind. Jongdae’s prostate is just being abused by the head of Junmyeon’s cock.
After Jongdae has almost come at least three times now, (he’s lost count when Junmyeon had wrapped his fingers around the base, feeling Jongdae’s dry orgasm ripple through every part of his body), Junmyeon finally took pity on him while he was on his back, legs thrown over his shoulders and tightly wraps his hand, lubed up for Jongdae’s pleasure, and jerks him off in time with his own thrusts. It creates the perfect friction for Jongdae to finally, finally, cum. He was pretty sure that he blacked out for a second only to open his eyes to the feeling of Junmyeon releasing himself inside him.
“Oh my god,” Jongdae whispered. “Oh my god!” He said a little louder. “That just happened” he downright yelled. Junmyeon only snuggled himself closer to him, nuzzling his cheek into his.
“Mm. Yes it did. And I hope it’ll happen again. After I take you out, of course.”
“Like on a date?” Jongdae shot up at this.
“Well yeah. Jongdae, I wasn’t just doing this because I only thought the whole Suho thing was hot. I actually do have feelings for you. And I want to get to know more about you. Chen is cool and all, don’t get me wrong, but I originally fell for Jongdae. I fell for...well you.”
Jongdae only pulled the older into his lap and kissed him silly. It wasn’t until 11 before they left to find food and a clean pair of boxers for Jongdae. As much as he loved the feeling of the other’s cum in him (Junmyeon’s scrunched up face was so worth the tweet) they were ruined and he didn’t feel completely comfortable with going commando.
Two weeks later~~
Baekhyun is flipping through his files, looking for the one that Jongdae had completed for him.
“Ugh. Where did he even put it?!” Finally giving up, he decided to just call him and get it over with.
When he answered the phone, he didn’t expect to be met with the moans of his boss.
Jongdae and Junmyeon enjoyed switching every so often apparently.
“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?” Jongdae punctuated with a thrust. Baekhyun was so disgusted with what all he was hearing, he didn’t bother to stay on the line.
When the two were finally satisfied for the moment, Jongdae took out his phone to call Baekhyun back.
For the bottom Baek Bitch, it was delicious payback, but it was even more worth it when he read the text from him.
YIOU ARE DISGUSTING! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING TO MAKE HIM SOUND LIKE THAT?! GOD BLESS HIS HOLE.
“What did he say, babe?” Junmyeon asked while wiping off his cum from his chest.
“Just telling me that I’m the best ever.”
“At what?”
“Making him feel like a bottom baek bitch.”
Nothing is better than sleeping next to #Suho
I feel complete with him #Suho
He’s not a #bossboner anymore.
He’s a #baeboner
@baekbunny: @chensing_machine stop posting disgusting shit
@chensing_machine: @baekbunny When are you going to change your name?
@baekbunny: @chensing_machine to what??
@chensing_machine: @baekbunny #bottombaekbitch
@baekbunny: @chensing_machine fuck you
@chensing_machine: @baekbunny no thanks, ksoo does that :) #bottombaekbitch
@kyungpow: @baekbunny @chensing_machine it’s true.
Kyungsoo was never one to lie about anything, especially if it meant throwing Baekhyun under the bus. It made great sex in the end.