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Renjun tried to not watch with ravenous eyes, but he couldn't seem to help himself. There was nothing particularly sexy about seeing someone drive, but when that person was Na Jaemin, it was downright hot.
They had only been on one date, a night where his driver came to personally pick Renjun up, dropping them off at Jaemin's mansion when they were done at the restaurant.
The only time Renjun had seen Jaemin in a car was whenever he was in the backseat of his pristine little rolls Royce. To now see him handling this vintage Cadillac, well, he was more than turned on.
Jaemin's hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, knuckles prominent, strong fingers flexing. The veins in his hand protrude, an expanse of muscle down to his forearm showcased all for Renjun under the moonlight.
Renjun squirmed where he was sitting, glancing away so that he didn't get hard. That would had been embarrassing. They hadn't even had dinner yet and here he was picturing those hands wrapped around his waist, or better yet, his throat.
They had only had sex a handful of times, all of them memorable. Renjun imagined that anybody who had ever had sex with Jaemin was left with an impression based off the size of his cock alone.
Jaemin was huge in all aspects, in life, his work and what he had accomplished, and most certainly in the bedroom. Renjun found it terribly arousing, and he really shouldn't have been thinking about that before they even ate.
"How has your week been?" Renjun was startled by Jaemin suddenly speaking, his voice low and rich, purring like the engine. He shivered, licking his lips as he turned his head. Thick neck, broad shoulders, a terribly open shirt. Shit, Na Jaemin was sexy.
Renjun wondered how low those pants were hanging on his hips. Heat stirred in his core when Jaemin's thigh flexed under the material, foot pressing on the brakes as they hit a stop light.
"It was just as boring as ever," The chinese hummed, tearing his eyes away from the sight, "I hope yours was better." He didn't say that he knew it was.
He saw in the newspapers that Jaemin acquired rights to one of the most prestigious hotels and he all but melted on the floor. Jaemin dressed like that was almost just as delectable as him in a three-piece suit. Those ever-familiar glasses set in place, and he got a hard on just looking at those damn cufflinks through the picture.
Shit, he was a slut for Jaemin and the worst thing about it was that the man probably didn't even notice.
"It was long," The light turned green and they were driving off once more, "terribly boring. I didn't think our date would come quickly enough."
Renjun wondered how many people would kill to hear that statement from Jaemin. A blush spread on his cheeks, and he was happy that it was dark enough for it to go unnoticed.
"You say that as if you missed me." Renjun teased, making the mistake of turning his head just as Jaemin's lips were curling into a smile.
"I couldn't keep you out of my head, doll." He said.
The words shot straight down to the smaller's dick. What was only a stirring at first was now a slight bulge and he licked his lips, hand sliding against leather when he moved his face closer to Jaemin.
He could see the way his shades jostled as if his eyes were widening, glancing at Renjun before looking towards the road again.
"Is that right?" Renjun's voice had grown husky, everything he could do to the taller flying through his head.
"Renjun." Jaemin grew stern as if he could sense his lust, and that wouldn't surprise him.
Renjun was not exactly hiding the fact that he was aroused, especially not when he brushed his fingers lightly over Jaemin's thigh, mouth watering at the flex of muscle.
"Was it hard being away from me?" He was terribly suggestive, splaying his hand out and Jaemin was quick to grip his wrist, the car lurching as he suddenly pressed on the brakes.
The taller's jaw was visibly clenched, lips set in a straight line. "You're playing a dangerous game here, Renjun."
The said male shivered at how big Jaemin's hand was holding his own, speaking to him in that scolding voice. It was absolutely menacing and he wondered if that was how it sounded when he was conducting business.
Renjun fluttered his eyelashes, pouting coyly. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Much to his reluctance, Jaemin released his hold, knuckles going white from where he was gripping the steering wheel.
"Are we almost there?" Renjun hoped so, otherwise he was going to jump the man where he was seated.
"Yes."
The atmosphere grew tense in the best way possible. Jaemin's teeth were clenched, chest raising from how hard he was breathing, looking as if he was thinking about everything except dinner.
Renjun wanted to push him, surely a man of his stature had never been taunted before. He wondered what it would take, if anyone would even dare to push Na Jaemin's buttons.
The chinese sighed softly, looking out the corner of his eye just in time to see the taller's fingers curl tighter.
"It's pretty hot tonight," Renjun reached for the top button of his blouse to undo it, "I hope it's much cooler in the restaurant."
He undid another button just for fun, a glance to the blonde showed his mouth parting, and he couldn't help but let another button free.
The top half of his chest was on complete display, and Renjun knew how much Jaemin loved his smooth skin.
Renjun let out a sigh akin to a moan, fanning himself dramatically. "Don't you find it warm?" His eyes travelled down Jaemin's chest, and nobody in their right mind should ever wear clothing like that on a date.
It was like Jaemin was begging Renjun to fuck him. His blouse was unbuttoned down to his abs, short enough to show off his forearms but not his biceps.
He wanted to trace the strong muscles with his tongue, feel it shift under him, writhe. The car suddenly jolting to a stop snapped him out of his filthy daydream and he looked at the other man with surprised eyes.
"We're here."
Renjun hummed, internally cursing because he was so close to telling Jaemin to pull into some alleyway and he was sure the man wouldn't have declined.
Jaemin got out before Renjun could say anything, and he hid his smirk as he watched him round the car, the valet people scurrying over.
Renjun's door opened, and with all the grace of a brute, Jaemin gripped his arm and yanked him out of the car. The keys were tossed in the valet's direction, and he didn't know why he found that so damn hot.
Renjun didn't even want to look down because he knew he was bulging. Being manhandled by a powerful man into an expensive restaurant would be enough to get any person hot and bothered.
Na Jaemin was not holding him lightly, he was showing Renjun that he could easily overpower him without losing an inch of his breath or composure.
As soon as the door opened the maître was rushing over with two menus in hand, bowing in greeting. "Good evening sir."
"Which private room is open?" Renjun's heart rate spiked when Jaemin continued walking, all eyes in the room on them.
The taller commanded attention, walking as if he owned the place, –which he did–, and all the people in it. It was incredibly sexy and Renjun wished he had the words to say that out loud, but his tongue was heavy in his mouth.
"Dining hall three is open, but-"
"Have no one disturb us until I ring for you."
"Yes– yes sir." The man stuttered and Renjun hid his smile as Jaemin maneuvered them through the restaurant.
"Now leave us alone." Heads snapped to them and the smaller grew hot at knowing they were being watched, wanting to see the looks in their eyes. To see if they were jealous, wishing they were in his position.
Renjun kept his eyes forward, shoulders set and head high despite the way Jaemin was dragging him through the expensive place.
They headed down a hallway and Renjun counted the doors, gold encrusted roman numerals on each until they got to the third.
He barely had enough time to intake a breath when the door was opened, because Jaemin was immediately shoving him inside, slamming the wood behind them.
"You've tested my patience more than enough." The taller huffed, one big hand wrapped around the nape of Renjun's neck and the latter was quick to fumble with the zipper of his pants.
Jaemin pushed Renjun towards the table, and the latter moaned when he was bent over it roughly and carelessly.
"Haven't you heard of self-control, Nana?" Renjun tsked his tongue, quickly biting his lip when his hand was slapped away from his pants, "how rude."
"I never claimed to be a gentleman," Jaemin's covered cock pressed against the smaller's ass and his mind went blank, "after tonight you'll realize that."
Renjun wiggled his ass, eyelashes fluttering when Jaemin's fingers tightened on his skin. "Going to fuck me here?"
One big hand settled on his waist and Renjun stuttered out a breath when the taller grind forward, the touch on his neck gone only to be replaced with Jaemin's weight on him.
A firm chest was molded against his back and Renjun was literally dripping in his boxers, knowing that both of their cocks were hard, and he had never been more than grateful over teasing the taller.
"I like that mouth of yours Renjun," Jaemin rasped, nipping at his earlobe, "I own the place, but those who didn't know before, when I'm done with you, will know my name."
It was all Renjun heard before he was being roughly fucked into the dining table, screaming and trembling from how hard Jaemin was pounding into him, practically breaking him in half.
Renjun's cheeks were burning, from humiliation— Jaemin presumed. He expected that, looked forward to it even. He was sure the smaller thought they would stay in the dining hall to eat, but all he needed it for was one specific purpose, and that had been fulfilled.
Now they were sitting in the main room, every single pair of eyes on them, and Jaemin knew that it had nothing to do with himself at all, but because of what transpired.
Renjun had this dazed look as he was eating, and Jaemin admired that over his glass of water. "How's your food, baby?"
Renjun's fork clattered to his plate when he jumped and Jaemin hid his laugh. Wide and glassy eyes met his own and his cock twitched in interest. The smaller was a complete open book.
"It's good," Renjun mumbled, picking his fork back up to continue his task, "you have an amazing chef."
"He's world renowned," The taller one praised, setting his glass down and Renjun watched his movements with a ravenous expression, "Only the best for you."
Renjun's gaze slowly met his and he licked his bottom lip, squirming in the chair yet leaning forward with all the grace of a panther eyeing its prey. It was that sort of confidence that drew Jaemin to Renjun.
Renjun who didn't hide and didn't care about their surroundings. When the smaller looked at someone it demanded attention, and Jaemin found it mouthwatering.
Here Renjun was stuffed full of his come, most likely still hard because he didn't allow him to orgasm— punishment for the teasing, of course.
There was no doubt that every single person in that room heard Renjun begging for his cock, yet the smaller was nothing but easy-going confidence, exuding arousal, and Jaemin's hand twitched, eager to order everyone out just to have him bent over the table again.
"You're so good to me," Renjun said with a breathy voice, leaning closer and Jaemin followed as if beckoned, "Do you want to know something?" He watched his pupils drown out the golden hue of his iris and his heart rate spiked, nails digging into his palm.
Jaemin had pity on any other person who had experienced Renjun. He was sure it was a task being in this man's presence, the man had no shame at all and it was enticing. His chest was on complete display, looking to him with those come fuck me eyes, practically smelling of sex.
"What is it?" He shouldn't have given in. The smaller's lips parted slowly and every patron that was inside the restaurant faded from his mind when Renjun spoke.
"It's as if I can taste you," the fork in his hand was long forgotten, placed on his plate in favor of sliding his palms across the table, "you shoot such a big load, has anybody ever told you that?"
Jaemin swallowed a groan. "I want more." The brunette's eyes bore into him, "Are you gonna give me more?"
Jaemin found himself nodding without a thought.
"Take me home." As soon as the words were out of Renjun's mouth, Jaemin was snapping his fingers, his gaze not straying from the man in front of him.
"Is everything okay, sir?" The maître kindly asked, his tone and his face as professional as it could be.
"Have Jeno pay for our meal," Jaemin rose out of his chair, his presence intimidating enough to make some patrons gasp, "and get Yuta to bring the car around, please."
Renjun's smile was predatory, pushing out of his chair. Jaemin could only watch as he sauntered close to him, a hand pressed on the middle of his chest and he had never had someone blatantly testing him like this.
"You spoil me a lot," Renjun raised to the tips of his toes and the taller felt the stares directed at them, "I'm going to make this good for you."
Had he been a weaker man he would have whimpered, but instead his nails cut into his skin, unable to do anything except watch as Renjun turned on his heel and began to walk.
The sway of his hips was enough to get Jaemin moving behind. Renjun's pants molded against his ass, and if they weren't black then everyone would have been able to see how he was dripping his cum.
Renjun didn't look over his shoulder to see if Jaemin was following, he knew he was, so he kept his stride until they were out of the restaurant.
Yuta was just pulling up and Jaemin hurried around Renjun to open the door for him, and he was sure that he spotted a hint of a smirk, but he didn't pay attention to it, much too focused on rushing around the car to get in after thanking and wishing a good night to Yuta.
As soon as he drove off, Renjun was on him, a small hand trailing up his thigh, lips brushing along his jawline. Jaemin angled his head for more, foot pressing on the gas and the smaller let out a breathy moan.
"I want you right now." Renjun palmed the taller's bulge and he cursed under his breath, moving one hand away from the steering wheel to grab his wrist.
"Wait." It was the only thing he could mutter as he tried his best to keep his attention on the road instead of how needy the smaller's voice sounded.
"I've been waiting all night," There was a hard edge to Renjun's tone that made Jaemin's head whip in his direction, "I want to fuck you."
Jaemin's eyes widened, snapping his attention back to the street. Renjun snatched his wrist from his hold, and Jaemin didn't want to know the reason for him suddenly moaning again.
He gripped the wheel hard enough for the leather to stir, happy that traffic was light. They were not far from Renjun's house, compared to Jaemin's own, ten minutes tops if the lights stayed green.
The sudden squelch echoing in the car had him sucking in a sharp breath, teeth gritting. "I suggest you stop, Renjun." He warned just as the said male was moaning.
"Feels too good." Had anybody ever teased Na Jaemin like that? One hundred percent no.
He didn't want to look over, he shouldn't. Yet as soon as they hit a red light, he glanced over and that was a wrong decision to make. Renjun's hips were lifted slightly, brown eyes pinned on him as he fingered himself, other hand palming his cock.
There was no telling how many fingers Renjun had stuffed up his ass, but judging by the sounds there was more than one finger driving in and out of him.
"Do you want a taste?" Renjun purred and Jaemin licked his lips. The smaller followed the movement with a smug smile on his face. “No? Then I’ll do it myself.”
One finger slipped into his mouth, Renjun making a show of sucking on it, humming salaciously. His eyes fell closed when another went in and Jaemin's cock grew, in a trance at Renjun’s lips stretched, shining with his cum and spit.
Renjun slowly fucked his mouth, hand rubbing his erection and Jaemin wished that were him, having Renjun’s hand on his cock, fingers stuffed in that hot little mouth.
The blaring of a horn behind them had the blonde startling, ignoring Renjun's giggle to press on the gas. His mind was a fit of arousal, body heating, almost losing it when wet fingers were sliding around his mouth.
"Open up, Nana."
Shit, shit. They were almost there. Jaemin nipped at Renjun's fingers, but he couldn't help himself. He opened so easily, and he was gifted with his own taste and Renjun's spit, fingertips rubbing on his tongue.
However, Renjun only gave him a tease of it, and as quick as the fingers entered his mouth, he was pulling them out, making Jaemin groan.
He was thinking of all the ways he could get the chinese on his cock, all the ways to get him crying and begging for more, clawing at his skin.
Jaemin swerved into Renjun's driveway, trees were a blur down the long path, and the minute he had the car turned off, the smaller was climbing into his lap. He gripped his plump ass, their mouths smashing together in a bruising kiss, and he welcomed it.
Renjun grinded on top of him, hands holding his head in place while he licked his bottom lip, and he raised his hips. Their erections grinded against each other and Renjun moaned, rocking faster, kissing him harder.
Jaemin's head was swimming with arousal, thoughts full of nothing but the smaller male. Renjun screaming, chanting his name like a prayer, hole sucking him in. He bit at Renjun's bottom lip and the latter whimpered, pulling away with a heated expression.
"Here." Renjun murmured, fingers swiftly finding Jaemin's zipper to get rid of them.
Jaemin was just as desperate, yanking Renjun's pants and boxers down, groaning at how wet they were. The male was soaking and Jaemin lost it knowing he was sitting in his own restaurant like that, and then in his car. He knew he wouldn't be able to get in there without thinking of Renjun fucking himself, touching himself.
Renjun couldn't open his button quick enough, looking between them and Jaemin's head fell back when spit dripped down his cock. Renjun's small hand stroked him to spread it, humming under his breath.
"You're so huge," Renjun said it as if in wonder, like he had never seen a dick that big, and the comment went straight to his ego.
"Look at me." Jaemin looked at Renjun just as his seatbelt was being unbuckled. "Keep your eyes on me."
The leather under them crooked because of Renjun's knees digging into it, raising his body up and Jaemin could only nod. He didn't look away when the tip of his cock was caught on Renjun's rim and he started sinking into it.
His eyelashes fluttered at the feeling, Renjun soaking, not stopping but dropping slowly. The smaller's walls were tight despite the way he fucked into him not more than an hour ago.
The car was soon filled with Renjun's moans and Jaemin's heavy breaths. It took a lot to not grip the smaller's waist and just shove balls deep into him.
Renjun took his time up until the moment he was seated fully on his cock, and then he started his addicting pace. Jaemin didn't expect him to start riding him in earnest, but once he did, he couldn't help but groan loudly.
Renjun bounced on and off his cock like he was born to do it, making such addicting noises that Jaemin was sure he wouldn't be able to ever get them out of his head.
Hole clenching as he raised, loosening when he slammed down. A rock that had the car moving right along with it, Renjun swiveling in a way that had Jaemin's eyes rolling, hands flying to his small waist.
And all the while Renjun kept staring at Jaemin, watching like he knew the blonde male had never felt anything better. He fucked him with expert movements, and Jaemin didn't know why the hell he kept this man bent over if he was this good at riding.
He didn't have a bit of shame when his jaw fell slack, too focused on the smaller to care about anything else. The car jerked in a back and forth motion, matching Renjun's pace, and Jaemin could only sit and take it. With every plunge into that heat his balls grew harder, groaning louder, breathier.
Jaemin's glasses slipped down the slope of his nose, fingers digging into Renjun's skin, getting high off the noises he was making above him. Every thrust took him closer to the edge, head falling into the seat in a daze.
"Oh god, Junnie." Jaemin's thighs tensed, fingers twitching on his sides.
Renjun roughly grabbed Jaemin's jaw, and he hadn't realized he was almost drooling until his head was yanked forward, glasses slipping that much more.
"Eyes on me," Renjun purred, barely sounding out of breath, "No one's ever made you feel this good, huh?"
Renjun seated himself on the taller's cock and the sound that ripped out of him was embarrassing, to say the least. Renjun's heat was pulsating around him, tightening his walls in a fucking addicting way and he was close, so close.
"Do you like it? Doesn't it feel so good?" A tiny hand gripped Jaemin's wrist and he stared at Renjun in wonder, "Feel yourself."
The words didn't register until the smaller pressed his hand over his belly and Jaemin almost lost his goddamn mind at the bulge. His head fell forward and Renjun smacked his lips, fingers digging into his jaw to angle his head up harshly.
"Bad Nana doesn't know how to listen," Renjun tsked and Jaemin never thought being scolded would sound so hot, "I know it's too much, but try to focus now."
The older slowly raised, grinding down, keeping Jaemin's head in place. He could feel every inch of himself being swallowed up by the smaller, tight and hot around him, slick with his own cum.
Jaemin melted on the seat, hands sliding to Renjun's ass to trace around his rim. There was a stutter to his pace, but that's about it, Renjun didn't stop riding him even when he kept his fingers there, if anything he started going faster once more.
Renjun's hand slipped away from his wrist, placing both palms on the headrest, eyes gleaming while he fucked him into the seat. "Get my dick out."
Jaemin scrambled to do as he was told, jerking the front of Renjun's boxers down, nimble fingers working at his shirt.
"I want you to get me off," The smaller's cock rubbed on his abs, leaving a trail of stickiness, "Play with me while I ride you."
God, Jaemin was insanely whipped. He would have never put up with this from anyone else, yet seeing Renjun blatantly use him, got him so damn hot. He was quick to stroke his cock, losing himself in the way Renjun's walls fluttered, eyes slipping closed. So pretty, shit, Renjun was so pretty.
The smaller's movements went sloppy, but still just as good. Damn, even when the rhythm was reckless, Renjun knew exactly what he was doing.
Renjun grew tight around him, a vice like grip that had him jacking the smaller off faster, whining under his breath. "That's it," He lewdly moaned, "Show me how good I'm making you feel."
Jaemin made a noise in the back of his throat, a strangled sound that he had never heard himself made before. He felt like he was floating, body attuned to everything that was Renjun. Renjun's weight, his smell, how warm and wet he was around him.
Jaemin thumbed around the head of his cock, lips parting at how Renjun looked, throwing his head back, hands flying to his shoulders.
Renjun fucked himself into his hand, back down on his cock, greedy in the way he took whatever pleasure he wanted. Jaemin had never seen anyone more gorgeous than him and he was happy to sit there and let Renjun have his way.
His breath hitched when the chinese's head rolled down, eyes glazed over, demanding him to not look away.
"Injunnie," Jaemin gasped and he swore the smaller's irises lit up, "I can't fucking get enough of you." He twisted his hand, thumb tracing veins, urging the man closer to the edge.
"You're making me feel so good," Jaemin groaned and Renjun bit his lip, fingers curling on his shirt, "Go on and cum on my cock."
Renjun shuddered, hole clamping around his shaft and Jaemin resisted the urge to shove the man down and fucking take what he wanted.
Renjun panted heavily, eyes going unfocused, pace slowing and Jaemin was quick to help him. He released the smaller's cock to wrap his arms behind his back, dragging him close to thrust his hips. Renjun mewled beautifully, head falling to his shoulder, one of his hands slapping against the window.
Jaemin picked up a brutal pace, hooking his chin over Renjun's shoulder to watch how his cock was sinking into him. The sight was fucking enticing. Seeing Renjun stretched around him, moaning in his ear, cock dripping on his stomach.
"Come on doll," He smacked his plump ass, "Isn't this what you wanted?"
Jaemin slapped his other cheek, watching the skin bloom red and his shirt grew wet, wondering if it was because of Renjun crying or drooling. Either way it made him eager, reigning harsh slaps down just to hear the boy sob and feel him pulsating.
"Come, Injunnie." Jaemin rasped, fingers curling on his ass to drag him on and off his length faster.
Renjun's scream was broken when he finally came, hand slipping down the window and Jaemin groaned at the first spurt. Lines of cum shot out of Renjun, staining his chest and he raised his hips, angling them right on that spot that made Renjun shudder violently.
He drilled into the smaller faster, head falling back, balls tightening hearing him beg him to slow down. Jaemin chased the heat of Renjun's ass, nails digging half moons into his skin, car bouncing because of the wild movements.
Renjun pushed off Jaemin with trembling hands, back hitting the steering wheel, coughing up sobs. Jaemin licked his lips at the tears streaming down the smaller's cheeks, head knocking pathetically.
"You look fucking stupid Renjun," He teased breathlessly, "Is it that good? My big dick is making you feel this good?"
Renjun's moan was husky, slumping in his lap and Jaemin groaned at his compliance. Fucking the chinese male was always a treat because he just took it. Jaemin had never had the pleasure of fucking someone as easy as Renjun.
"You little slut," He laughed, "You're so easy." Jaemin was quick to yank Renjun off his cock and that got the smaller’s eyes widening, vision focused on him once more.
He shoved him to the seat, pressing on the back of his head, dropping his weight until Renjun's stomach was flat against the leather.
"Like this," Jaemin said close to his ear, entering him with one swift thrust, "Show me what you're good for."
Renjun's cries were muffled against the fabric of the seat and Jaemin grinned, pressing on the back of his head harder, cock growing at his nails clawing on the surface.
Jaemin groaned when Renjun tried to run, moving his hand from his head to curl both on his waist, dragging him back, holding him in place to drill harder into him.
"I love feeling you struggle," Jaemin moaned, "You get so tight, just like a cunt."
"Daddy, please." Renjun’s voice sounded like music to his ears.
There was barely enough room in the car for what they were doing, but that didn't stop Jaemin from moving one hand away to pull at Renjun's hair.
The latter scrambled on his hands, and he got a beautiful view of him crying, leg slipping off the seat. His huge cock fucked Renjun long and deep, palm resting on his belly to feel it inside. "Tell me you love it, doll."
Renjun's mouth worked open and closed almost immediately, gasping sharply when Jaemin slammed balls deep.
"Come on doll, you had so much to say before." Jaemin pulled out achingly slow, driving in deep again, "You can't speak now, mmh?"
He repeated the motion just to admire the way Renjun looked drooling, eyes crossing, so fucking out of it that he was barely making a sound.
"How dumb you look." He mused, staying buried to a hilt while he sited on his ass, fucking him deep.
Renjun slumped against him, his moan sounding so damn dirty. Jaemin reached for the rearview mirror, turning it so that it was on Renjun, slapping his cheek playfully after. "Go on doll, look at yourself."
Jaemin enjoyed that stupid expression, how Renjun swayed, eyes blinking slowly. He stared at himself with blushing cheeks as if he was humiliated, yet the way he clamped around his cock showed how much he liked it.
"You did so good riding my cock, but this is all you're useful for." Renjun nodded dumbly and Jaemin hummed, gripping his waist. "You couldn't even make me cum," Renjun whined at that, "All that talk and I'm still just as hard as ever, how pitiful."
"'M sorry," Renjun slurred, eyes rolling when Jaemin pushed on his hips sharply. "Daddy's in so deep."
Renjun keen high in the back of his throat, hole spasming and Jaemin grinned, staring at his reflection.
"How naughty," He teased, reaching around to find that the smaller was hard again.
"Suck me off, baby." Jaemin easily picked Renjun up and deposited him on the seat, hands spreading against the back. The male didn't make him wait at all, he was quick to follow his order. "Show daddy how you gag."
Renjun's moan sent a tingle up his spine, shivering at the heat of his mouth. He bobbed his head with sloppy movements and Jaemin watched through lidded eyes, carefully taking off his glasses and placing them on the dashboard. He slid his fingers in Renjun's hair, gripping close to the scalp to push him down further.
It showed Renjun had never been with someone as big as him because he gagged deliciously. His throat tightened and his nails scratched at his thigh. Jaemin pulled him up, barely giving him time to breathe when he shoved him down again.
With every gag Jaemin groaned, spit dripping down his length, Renjun's cum drying on his skin. The windows were all fogged up and it had been a while since Jaemin had car sex, but this experience topped those moments in tenfold.
Renjun felt like a dream gagging on his dick, spluttering like he couldn't take it and Jaemin was hungry in the way he placed his other hand on Renjun's head. He held the male in place so he could fuck into his mouth, groaning at the resistance from his throat, the way it tightened and he was trying to swallow.
"Your throat feels fucking amazing," Jaemin sighed, "Loosen up doll, I'm not stopping."
Vibrations lined his cock because of Renjun moaning, and he tried so hard to keep his throat relaxed yet he still gurgled with every plunge.
"Swallow it all, slut."
Jaemin's orgasm was spurred on by Renjun choking, eyes rolling as he pressed firmly into the smaller, thighs tensing as he emptied into him. He could feel the way Renjun was desperately trying to swallow and he raised him up so he could do so, groaning under his breath when he licked around him.
"Good boy." Jaemin praised, yanking Renjun up by his hair to make him look him in the eyes.
Renjun's face was a damn mess, drool and tears plastered on him, cheeks a deep shade of red, breathing harshly. Jaemin smiled, happy with Renjun's mouth hanging open and his dazed expression. The smaller didn't react when Jaemin leaned forward to lick at the mess on his chin, but he did whimper because of him spitting it into his mouth.
Renjun moaned filthily as he licked his tongue, Jaemin keeping his eyes on him while he sucked on it. The smaller went so pliant when Jaemin dragged him closer, holding him so he could kiss him deeply.
One long lick and Renjun's hand was moving away from his thigh, a brush to the roof of his mouth and Renjun whimpered, arm shaking.
Jaemin nipped at Renjun's bottom lip, slurping it before pulling away while the latter was staring at him heatedly. His hand was flying on his cock, and Jaemin seated back to watch, not bothering to tuck himself away. Renjun's eyes traced every inch of his face, mouth hanging open and panting, moaning, stroking his cock faster.
"You're such a pretty doll," Jaemin said, sliding a finger under Renjun's chin, "But if you stain this leather, I'll have you clean it with your tongue."
Renjun made a noise of complaint when Jaemin slapped his hand away, pleading with those pretty eyes of his. The car was already a mess, so there was no point in having Renjun stop other than the fact that he enjoyed that pitiful expression.
"Get yourself together Renjun," Jaemin ordered lightly, putting his cock away, "I plan on fucking you until I can't anymore."
Jaemin didn't have to repeat himself at all. Renjun, the desperate little slut he was, quickly got himself back in order, climbing out of the car without needing to be told.
Renjun groaned for more reasons than one when he woke up. First, it was because of the sunlight filtering into his room. It showed that it was early in the morning yet not too late, birds were chirping loudly outside, as for his neighbor's godforsaken rooster.
Secondly, which was much more pleasant, was the tongue that was currently just as deep as his cock was last night, and into the early morning, inside of him.
Renjun happily spread his legs, looking between them to see Jaemin laying on his belly, looking just as content as ever while he ate him out.
Renjun tried to not think about how he was filled with cum. Jaemin didn't bother pulling out, and his hole was stretched thoroughly because of it. He shivered just thinking about it, Jaemin soft inside him, growing larger, fucking him in different positions and stuffing him full.
Jaemin was smacking away, the sounds lewd in the best kind of way. He slid his hands into the blonde hair and his eyes opened, smiling against him.
"Can't get enough of me, huh?" Renjun teased, wincing at the ache in his throat.
Jaemin chuckled at the reaction before pulling away. "I almost thought to fuck you awake but I couldn't help myself," The male's morning voice was incredibly sexy, a finger traced around his rim and Renjun squirmed, "Seeing my cum pooling out of you, it was too good to pass up, doll."
Renjun groaned when Jaemin opened his mouth wide, sticking his tongue in deep. The act should be disgusting, but he found it terribly erotic.
"Nasty, nasty," He breathed out, heels digging into the mattress.
Jaemin fucked his tongue in him playfully, fingers spreading him wide. He delivered one last suck before pulling away, not leaving him empty for long. Three long fingers plugged him up and he moaned brokenly, wrapping his hands around the male's neck when he crawled up his body.
"I was rough with you last night." Rough was a fucking understatement. Sure, they had dirty wild sex anytime they were together, Jaemin had a body meant for pleasure, but last night was something else entirely.
He saw a part of the blonde that he had only fantasized about, one that made him a little more cock crazy, most definitely obsessed. Had Renjun known Jaemin could fuck like that, he would had provoked the man sooner.
"Sadistic, more like." Renjun reiterated, legs wrapping around Jaemin's waist.
The taller lazily thrusted his fingers, smiling just as wickedly as he did last night. That same look when he had four fingers stretching his mouth, cock drilling into him while he gagged. Renjun felt himself stirring, rocking on Jaemin's fingers.
"Forgive me doll," Jaemin placed a kiss on his lips and Renjun's heart fluttered.
He moaned when the taller crooked his fingers, and that more than made up for it even though he had no reason to apologize.
"It's quite alright," He hummed, back arching because of Jaemin rubbing on his still oversensitive prostate, "It was amazing."
"Yeah?" The younger taunted, stroking his fingers faster.
"Mhm." Renjun moaned again, thighs tensing.
"Never had a dick like daddy's before, huh?" Damn, what it did to Renjun hearing Jaemin call himself daddy. He was just about to lose it the previous night when he said it.
Renjun wanted to hear more of it, wanted Jaemin to keep calling himself daddy, fucking him and talking to him in that condescending tone. "God no!"
Jaemin fingerfucked him slowly, adding fingers until he was clinging onto his shoulders. He could feel his orgasm right on the tip of his tongue, only for it to fade when he was suddenly empty.
Renjun's moan was an aggravated one, opening his eyes to glare at Jaemin. The said male rolled off of him and Renjun’s frown deepened, furrowing his eyebrows.
"What do you think you're doing?" Renjun huffed.
"What a slut," Jaemin scoffed and Renjun's cheeks flamed in embarrassment, "Maybe I'm tired."
Renjun stared blankly at him. "You can't be serious."
Jaemin raised an eyebrow playfully, his eyes twinkling. "I'm an old man, baby, I can't go all night like I used to."
Renjun's jaw dropped and the taller laughed loudly, gripping his waist to tug him on top. He happily straddled his lap, pouting down at him.
"You're not funny."
"I thought it was pretty funny."
"That's because you have a strange sense of humor."
Jaemin's lip twitched, hands sliding up and down his waist, lifting his hips. He was hard against him, and Renjun's body was going to hate him later on, but he couldn't help and reach behind him. He stroked the blonde's cock, and the man slid his hands behind his head, smirking up at him.
"How about you do that little thing with your hips again."
"I thought you were an old man." Renjun teased, raising on his knees.
"That's got nothing to do with me lying here and taking it."
Renjun grinned widely, holding the base of his cock. "You sure you should be telling me your weaknesses?"
"Oh doll," Jaemin purred, rolling up and Renjun's eyelashes fluttered at how easily he sank inside, "You are my weakness."