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Kyungsoo sighed as he cleaned the last metal table in the kitchen. Today had been a crazy day, the restaurant had been filled to the brim with people and he had never seen so many people in the kitchen working as fast and as restlessly as today. It was 2am now and Kyungsoo couldn't wait to fill his bathtub with hot water and stay there until his fingers looked like raisins.
The sound of the door opening made him gaze up from where he was fixing the dried plates. Jongin entered looking like he had just arrived, he didn't seem fazed by the crazy day the two had had, nor did he look any less perfectly put together as when he arrived that morning. The man was wearing an easy smile as he approached him still wearing his black coat and his dark red apron. Kyungsoo on the other hand was wearing his matching cream coat and apron. Jongin always mocked him for choosing light colors since he always ended up with a splotch of something dirtying them.
"You did good today, chef." Kyungsoo bit his lip at Jongin's tone. It was deep and a little too suggestive for his liking.
"You too, chef." He bowed down a little and when he looked up, Jongin was brandishing his million dollar smile. The one that had him weak on the knees.
"Everyone left," Jongin started, his hands hooking onto the string keeping Kyungsoo's apron in place and pulling him forward. "It's time for my desert."
Kyungsoo's surprised gaps were muffled by Jongin's lips as the man crowded his personal space, eager hands untying the knot behind him until the strings of the apron fell loose at his sides. Only then Jongin parted, a dark smirk appearing on his face as his hands made a show of moving on his body. He took off Kyungsoo's apron and tossed it aside, moving to unbutton his coat.
"Jongin," was the whisper that left Kyungsoo's mouth once the warm hands made contact with his skin. Jongin's almond eyes were almost delirious at the amount of skin and he wasted no time in removing the rest of the material before his fingers teased the zipper of his pants.
Kyungsoo steadied himself on the broad shoulders, feeling awfully lustful by being the only one on the way to being fully naked.
"Watching you ordering the guys around it's so hot, Soo. I was half hard the whole night." Jongin moaned into his ears, pushing his pants down his legs hastily. He left an animalistic groan once he saw Kyungsoo's baby blue briefs. Of course, already tight and with a small wet spot at the front. "It was hard not to just bend you over the table and ravish you."
"Fuck Jongin," Kyungsoo moan once Jongin had taken all of his clothes off and he was twisted into resting against the metal refrigerator's door. It was unforgivingly cold but his own skin felt ablaze under Jongin's touches and words.
He knew, logically, that Jongin would never do that due to the both of them being in charge of the kitchen in this highly renowned restaurant and being in a secret relationship. Well, not that they were boyfriends per se but they were currently fucking every other day. That was some kind of relationship right? Anyways, Jongin would never risk their jobs, his specially, just to fuck Kyungsoo in front of everyone. Still, his mind found the idea of that very much appealing.
"Fuck indeed, all the people on the kitchen would know just how good you scream when I'm balls deep inside of you." Jongin was squeezing his asscheeks so hard Kyungsoo knew for a fact it would leave small bruises. "It was very tempting…"
Kyungsoo moaned when he felt just how equally aroused Jongin was. He really needed that dick inside him right now. "Come on, do it."
"Right here Mr. Do? What would our coworkers think?" Jongin asked smugly, feigning surprise as he raised one of his eyebrows high on his forehead and Kyungsoo wanted to kiss that smirk off his gorgeous face.
His own hands harshly gripped Jongin by his long hair, pulling him closer until they were but a mere breath away. "They'd we jealous I'm the one you're fucking so hard I can't walk the next day and not them."
Jongin groaned into his mouth as he attacked his lips brutally. If Kyungsoo had to risk his job for anything or anyone, it would definitely be for getting fucked silly by Kim Jongin.