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"you know," heeseung hums, eyes closed. "jay has a box of ice pops in the back of the freezer."
"but those are his," jake protests softly. they're on the floor, shirts and pants nowhere to be found, and their bare backs sticking to the floor from their sweat.
god, it was hot.
"but jakey," pouting, heeseung rolls over with an uncomfortable wet noise, facing jake. "we're hot, it's not like we won't replace them anyway. do you want to be miserable and sweaty?" he huffs, wiping sweat off his forehead.
"no," jake huffs, exasperated. "fine. since you know where they are, you get them." he turns his cheek, facing the ceiling.
heeseung grins, peeling the puddle that was himself off the floor and scampering into the kitchen.
he practically moans at the coolness of the freezer once he opens it, relishing in the feeling of the frozen boxes against his hand as he shuffled around to find the box of popsicles jay had stuffed in the back.
"aha!"
heeseung tugged the box out carefully, grinning down at the box of ice pops.
he stood there, peeling the box open. taking a pop out for himself, he made sure to grab one for jake before trudging back into the lounge.
plopping down on the floor, he handed a popsicle to jake as the younger sat up.
"enjoy, I decided not to take them all and only two." heeseung chuckled.
he watched as jake tore the package open with his teeth, shivering at the sight of his canines.
embarrassed, he looked away, focusing on making sure his pop didn't drip by liking it from the bottom to the top.
he didn't feel jake's eyes on him as he lapped at the treat, didn't notice him getting closer until jake had him by the back of the neck and was pressing his own pop against heeseung's cheek.
confused, heeseung sputtered, but choked on a whine as jakes pop began to drip- sticky, cold wetness dribbling down his cheek and neck.
"hyung." jake husked, and heeseung wondered if the heat was driving them mad.
"hyung, I want..." he trailed off, not letting heeseung speak before he was shoving the older’s icy sweet down his throat.
jake groaned as heeseung gagged, cheeks wet and hot from both the heat and his embarrassment, his arousal .
falling pliant, heeseung made no complaints as jake continued to thrust the pop into his mouth and dragged his own down heeseung's body.
heeseung gasped when jake circled his nipple, cock twitching obviously in his underwear and stickiness coating the dusky perk of his breast in a thin sheen.
his back arched, brows furrowed and eyes squeezed shut as he continued to choke and writhe in jake's strong hold.
heeseung didn't expect any of this, but he certainly didn't expect jake to press the pop that was just against his nipple to the front of his underwear.
beside himself, he came with a muffled groan, biting down on the popsicle in his mouth as jake continued to press the melting treat against his cock.
cum clung to his briefs in thick globs, wet and hot and just as sticky as all other fluids on his body.
"hyung," jake whispered, finally pulling the now bitten popsicle from heeseung's mouth.
"hyung, you're so..."
"what the fuck is going on in here?!"
a shrill cry startled the both of them, and jake whipped his head around to see jay in the doorway of the lounge.
he sputtered, red in the face and wide eyes trained on the scene before him.
"jake, is this really what happens the moment we leave you alone with heeseung hyung? and- wait- are those my popsicles?!"