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Kihyun woke up in his minimalist penthouse early in the morning, dressed himself up cleanly, grabbed his suitcase and left. He climbed up his car and gave a nod to his driver to go. His only stop before work was a small coffee shop halfway. Kihyun got out of the vehicle and stepped in the store, the aroma of fresh beans filling his nose. At the counter, a cute young man with a pure smile that melts anyone like marshmallow in hot coco despite his broad figure, and his order already done and ready to go. Kihyun felt like the barista smile was warmer towards him than any other client as he pays. He swiftly bowed before leaving back out of the shop.
Kihyun was one of the youngest CEO in the insurance industry. His business was known for its great prices and help, yet merciless when it came to paybacks and reliability. On top of that, Kihyun was quite the looker; employees kept talking among themselves how perfect he would be if it wasn’t for his cold attitude and ruthlessness, often compared to a mafia boss, wasting his soft-looking face. When Kihyun arrived to his office and started dealing with papers, emails and calls right away. He couldn’t spare to waste time, unlike certain others.
He efficiently worked and did so for most of the day, even during his breaks it was already late in the evening; most of the employees were already gone and half the lights were out, leaving only the emergency lights to somewhat see in the hallways. Kihyun slowly started sorting his files and got ready to leave when light knocks came to his doorframe.
“Busy?” A low voice said.
Kihyun raised his head, recognizing the owner of this warm tone. He sighed, trying to sound annoyed, “Hyunwoo? What are you doing here?”
“What do you think? You’re still here instead of home.” He approached casually.
“And…? I’ll eventually go-“ Kihyun stopped when arms came snaking around his hips, “What are you doing?”
“Hmm, I missed you.” Hyunwoo said, nuzzling in his neck.
“We saw each other this morning.”
Hyunwoo trailed kisses up his neck to his ear, “Yeah, but I know you missed me too.” He purred.
Kihyun hated how right he was and even more how much effect the other had on him.
Hyunwoo was a university graduate student and a barista to pay his school fees, not too much older than Kihyun, who had skipped those studies. How they got together despite their different worlds was unknown, even to themselves. They just… clicked. Even now, the older refused that Kihyun supplied him in any way, saying he wanted to prove he wasn’t a leech and actually liked him.
Hyunwoo turned the younger around to face him, seeking out his lips in the lamp dim light. Kihyun tried to push him away but the older gripped him closer. Hyunwoo smelled of amber and coffee, and tasted like chocolate; it was warm, Hyunwoo was warm. Drunk by his aroma, Kihyun melted against his lips, moved along his dance. The older pressed him against his desk, crumpling some papers under him. Kihyun was trapped between the wood and the man.
“Hyunwoo… We can do that elsewhere. Not here.” Kihyun breathed when their lips broke apart.
“You got me waiting the whole week.” He said, his voice rumbling low.
“Which means you can wait a few more- AH!” Kihyun yelped as Hyunwoo sneaked a hand into his pants, fitting his ass into his palm.
Kihyun’s whole body twitched and stiffened at the caresses Hyunwoo was giving, anticipating something whenever the older came close to his hole. As much as he wanted to deny, his body was silently desiring to be taken by the other. Hyunwoo reclaimed his mouth into a deep kiss that had him moan quietly and gripping the other’s shirt tighter. His other hand slipped in only to raise up both from his thighs up along his small waist to his chest, pulling Kihyun’s perfectly ironed shirt out of his belt.
Kihyun flinched with a surprised gasp when his nipples got tended by the rough finger pads; rubbing, pulling and flicking. It tickled, pinched and throbbed, Kihyun whimpered and squirmed ever so slightly under Hyunwoo’s touches. His skin was burning under every line the older traced, making him feel so delicate and safe under his light caresses. If only it was in the safety of home…
“Hyunwoo-Hyung… Don’t. This is my workplace.” Kihyun whined in Hyunwoo’s ear, who was having fun sucking his weakest spot in the curve of his neck.
Hyunwoo cupped the younger’s face and slipping his thumb into his mouth, his finger dancing with Kihyun’s tongue while his other hand was gently working the belt and pants open. The younger felt the knuckles fluttering over his stomach, making his sex twitch inside the clothing.
Hyunwoo pulled him closer by the jaw and mouth, “I promise I won’t sully your precious suit, so let me just enjoy your lustful faces.” He said in a murmur against his mouth, licking the top lip teasingly as he suddenly freed Kihyun’s erection from the suit, making the younger panic.
“Hyunwoo!” He barely said, still a digit over his tongue.
“There’s no one but us.” He hushed him, swiping the leaking saliva with another finger.
Once satisfactory, Hyunwoo removed his digits and sneakily moved back down, over the younger ass. He muffled Kihyun’s yelps and whines with a languorous kiss when he started massaging his hole, calmly entering a first finger, “Tell me if it hurts.”
It felt foreign and Kihyun could feel his legs wanting to let go the more Hyunwoo moved inside of him. The older noticed and held him tighter, making Kihyun’s exposed dick meet the metal buckle of the other’s belt, containing its own bulge. He winced slightly at the cold material until another finger made him forget about it. Kihyun hid his face in Hyunwoo’s neck, who was gently kissing and biting his ear, his hands gripping onto his shoulders for dear life.
“It… I feel weird.” He confessed against his skin.
It wasn’t the first time they got this intimate, but each time, Kihyun wasn’t used to the various feelings he got or the sounds he could produce.
“How weird?” He whispered in his ear, sending shivers in the younger’s entire nervous system.
“I… I can’t stay still… but I can’t move either.” He said, panting through his words.
Hyunwoo simply hummed before slowly backing up into the leather chair, pulling Kihyun by their connection. The younger whimpered at the movement; walking with Hyunwoo’s digits calmly scissoring inside him when his legs were already barely supporting him, he was on verge of collapsing.
Hyunwoo sat down on the armchair and easily lifted Kihyun over his laps, straddling him. Kihyun couldn’t look up for his head was too hazy, completely under the other’s control. He could only look at his exposed dick in between them, straight and swollen, twitching and pulsating.
“You are gorgeous, my love.” Hyunwoo cupped his face and kissed him gently.
Kihyun could feel his insides bubbling, either by the comment or the love name the older gave him, yet he felt embarrassed at how vulnerable and weak he was for Hyunwoo. However, he couldn’t think too much of it, for the kiss was only sweet before the movement in his ass sped up, pulling his voice out of his chest. The sensations against his walls, the back-and-forth filling and emptying the hole, the kisses and lick over his open chest, and finally the pleasures hums Hyunwoo would let out against his skin, resonating inside him made Kihyun go slightly insane.
Hyunwoo attempted to fit a third finger in, but he clenched his hips so hard and shook his head strongly, making himself dizzier than he already was, “It won’t fit…”
“It can, but I won’t if you don’t want to.” Hyunwoo reassured him, simply continuing to curl his digits inside, hitting new angles making Kihyun moan loudly.
After playing around so long, Hyunwoo finally touched the sensitive spot. Kihyun’s hips were quivering, giving up on offering any support. He could feel himself pulsating around the thick fingers, trying to suck them in and contain them.
Hyunwoo hummed a chuckle, “You’re all mighty, but you’re just so cute for me.”
“Sh-Shut up…” He choked out before one good hit he couldn’t contain his voice.
Hyunwoo was making a moaning mess of him, and all with only two fingers and his lips. Kihyun’s dick started aching since it had been unattended since the beginning. He let a hand go of Hyunwoo’s shoulder to try to touch himself, even for a little, but the older swiftly grabbed his hand and brought it up to kiss his palm.
“Baby, you’ll stain your nice outfit if you do that. I told you I’d keep it clean.” Hyunwoo said, bringing the younger’s hand back to his neck. Kihyun only whined in defeat.
No matter how he wanted to defy his words, he knew the older would make sure to he obeys. Kihyun leaned in to hold onto Hyunwoo tighter, drowning himself in the familiar coffee and amber cologne of his lover.
However, Hyunwoo had other plans; he trailed kisses up to Kihyun’s lips to subtly push him back and reclined himself to look at the lustful wreck he had made, taking in the younger’s adorable lidded look, his ruffled hair, his hitched breathing through his swollen pink lips, the dark flowers blossom around his collarbones. His finger slowed down to let him breathe a little better.
“Hyung… please…” Kihyun pleaded, his entire body shivering, wanting – needing – more. He felt so helpless.
Hyunwoo eyes grew darker as his gripped the younger’s waist firmly in place and digits played faster into his ass. Kihyun’s chest started heaving, his voice and breathing singing out of sync. His eyes tearing up and he put up a backhand up over his mouth as he was approaching his climax, his knuckles turning white around Hyunwoo’s shoulder, pulling down and deforming the hem of his shirt.
Kihyun’s voice suddenly pitched as he arched back the same way Hyunwoo curved his fingers inside. The older slowed down until he stopped completely, resting in his walls as his hole pulsated around them, still in shock. Hyunwoo gradually slipped out, not to hurt Kihyun, and hugged his knees as the younger’s whole body released their last ounce of strength. He would’ve surely fell hard onto the ground if the older’s strong grip wasn’t keeping him over his laps. Kihyun slouched over the other, panting heavily as he came down his orgasm, closing his eyes shut, for he was too dizzy to even recognize he was still in his office.
“Breathe, my love, breathe.” Hyunwoo calmly said, pressing a long kiss against the curve of his neck and caressing his hair with his cleaner hand.
“… fuck.” Kihyun breathed out when he got some his voice back.
He tried to get back up on his feet only to stumble back against the desk, throwing papers away with the impact. Hyunwoo quickly got up and caught him before he could hurt himself with all his stubbornness. He helped his lover dressing back up, making sure his shirt was to his liking, and kissing him sweetly.
Kihyun attempted to walk away again – he just wanted to go home now, and maybe cuddle with the older, but he would never admit to that – but Hyunwoo swooped him off the ground, picking him up in his arms, and casually heading out the office building. Kihyun would’ve probably hit him for carrying him like this, but his body really was feeling drained with their intimate intercourse.
“See? All clean.” Hyunwoo teased, preventing him to linger longer in the memory of what just happened.
“Fuck you.” Kihyun scoffed, but he was still flushed red up to his ears.
“Yeah, you can ride me once home.” He said, unaffected by the insult.
“God, I hate you!” He barely squirmed inside the broad arms.
“Mhm, I love you too Kiki.” Hyunwoo hummed against his temple before pampering the area of soft kisses.
It’s true Kihyun didn’t actually hate Hyunwoo, and was glad he knew that as well. Until they reached the car, he let himself relax in his lover’s arms, nuzzling his face in his chest, taking in his favorite coffee beans and amber cologne.