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High school Jeonghan would've never thought than ten years later he'd hear the words "Can you help me sort and organize these flavored lube bottles?" come out of his best friends mouth. Life's full of surprises.
Jisoo places down on the front counter a large open packaging box, filled to the brim with small assorted bottles of lube. Jeonghan stands behind the counter, opposite of Jisoo. Jeonghan sticks his arm into the box, because why not, and fishes out lychee flavored lube. What the fuck.
"The company we usually buy from came out with a new line of tropical flavors. They've got passion fruit, mango, and even durian." Jisoo informs, grabbing a handful to sort into clear shelf boxes. Jeonghan wrinkles his nose. Jisoo takes note of this. "I only bought like, ten bottles of the durian one. Felt pity for the company."
"They're a multi-millionare business."
"And if someone really likes these, we could be too." Jisoo winks as he looks back at Jeonghan, who doesn't reply to his corny comment. Instead, Jeonghan continues sorting through some papers he has laid out on the counter, with his laptop out as well. When Jeonghan had first started having owning the shop, he didn't seem to take into account the paperwork and confusing legal aspects of it. Running a sex shop sounds like fun, but Jeonghan can assure people it's not much different than owning an ordinary convienience store.
Although, the shop isn't as plain as a convienience store. Mauve curtains and soft lights dust the windows and exposed brick walls, shelves with assortments of dildos and vibrators adding some more color. Any extra blank space on the wall is covered with posters from adult magazines, lingerie and cute homeade signs Jisoo made himself. In the middle of the store were a few round table shelves, with more items loaded onto them, like harnesses and essentials like condoms. In the very back, there's a large mirror and the cashier counter.
Jeonghan usually mans the cashier counter, which comes to a surprise to many, as most would think Jisoo was more of a people person and would interact with customers better. And even though that was true, Jisoo did most of the interacting anyway. Because as Jeonghan sat behind the counter on his phone or arranging something, Jisoo was always in the front of the store helping someone out.
When he first started working at the shop Jisoo was honestly appalled at how many people needed all-time assistance while shopping for sex-related items. From nervous virgins who nearly collapsed at the sight of a ten inch dildo on display, to creepy old guys thinking they arrived in a brothel, nearly everyone had to have Jisoo in a two feet proximity while shopping. He disliked it in all honesty, having to smile while explaining how to turn on a vibrator. But when he remembers he could be working as a middle school lunch worker, he is thankful for his occupation.
And truly, his job is fun. Selling sex toys with Jeonghan in a quaint shop while some Nine Muses song plays faintly from the shop speakers is all someone could really ask for.
The bell chimes as the door opens, with Seokmin, Mingyu and Minghao. It's a Friday afternoon, so it's a normal occurence for them to be at the shop. The weather outside is getting colder, so the three of them are in thick sweaters, holding laptop bags as well. The way they look like typical college students puts a smile on Jisoo's face, for some reason. He graduated just two years ago, so it still feels familiar.
"Did you guys just finish classes?" Jeonghan asks as they all head over to the back counter where he is. Seokmin chokes him in a hug while giggling, just for fun. They're all like that to each other, so everybody get's it.
"Yeah!" Mingyu chirps. "We brought you guys coffee." Jisoo didn't even notice he was holding a cardboard holder with two iced coffees in them, orders personalized to how Jisoo and Jeonghan like them. He smiles again, because god, bless their hearts. He would say something along the lines of that he loves their youth and spirit, but he's only two years older than them. That would be overkill.
Jeonghan takes a sip of his drink, half moans and half screams in satisfaction, unintentionally borderline pornographic. The others don't react, relatively used to it. "Thank you so much. Today has been killing me."
"Doesn't seem too busy today, though?" Minghao remarks as he eyes the box of tropical flavored lube that Jisoo still has to sort. He does a double take when he catches a glimpse of the durian one.
Jeonghan clicks his tongue. "I'm doing internal work, Myeongho. These companies keep having shipping difficulties and shit. Look, it keeps saying there's an error when I try to place an order." He points to his laptop screen as he frowns, so Minghao and Mingyu come around the desk to see.
Instead of the error box overshadowing the screen, Minghao focuses on whats behind it, the product trying to be bought. "Literally what the fuck is that. Oh my god how do you even use that. Why are you even buying it."
"Trying to buy it," Jeonghan corrects. "Soonyoung suggested having more variety of toys. Him and Wonwoo are absolute freaks, so I thought this would be fitting." He shrugs, tapping his keyboard furiously as the screen freezes.
"Soonyoung hyung I get, no offense to him, but I've never understood how he convinces Wonwoo hyung to try all his elaborate sex schemes. Whenever I bring it up, he just shrugs." Mingyu comments.
"Wonwoo hyung is kinky as fuck, actually. Soonyoung hyung has told me that he's a complete beast in bed one too many times before." Minghao muses, bored enough to now be reading the fine print of the lube.
Mingyu recoils, shaking his head. "You can't trust quiet guys." Jeonghan hums in agreement.
While they had been discussing somewhat animatedly about Soonyoung and Wonwoo's kinky sex life, Jisoo and Seokmin had wandered elsewhere in the shop. Were they interested in the other conversation? Perhaps slightly. But Jisoo had some decency to tune it out and Seokmin got distracted with something else.
"Shua hyung," Seokmin called the older with his English name. He sat at the cushion bench in the corner of the shop. "Can you give me some advice?"
Jisoo joins him there. "What's up? You're usually not that direct." He looks at Seokmin pointedly, as if something's up. Seokmin just laughs with a wide grin, giving a few hits to Jisoo's shoulder.
"I just have a few sex questions." Seokmin pauses, tilting his head up. "I'm curious about something. It might be kinda personal. You don't have to answer."
"Sure, go ahead. I can answer anything."
"Don't laugh."
"I won't." Jisoo promises, although a smile is already creeping up his lips as he prepares to stifle his laugh.
"Have you ever hooked up with Jeonghan hyung?"
That, somehow, takes Jisoo aback. He sits there, frozen, processing the answer. Then he laughs.
"Sorry, you don't have to answer that." Seokmin groans, immediately regretting his question, slumping in his seat. He covers his face out of embarrassment with his long bony hands, hat and glasses getting pushed up because of it.
"No no, it's okay." Jisoo reassures the younger. "To answer...I have. Back in college, when I first came back to Korea. He took my v card, actually. Surprisingly, that was the first and only time we did it."
Seokmin's eyes pop out of their sockets for a second, which startles Jisoo. "Woah." He's completely enamored by the story, which reminds Jisoo he had only met Seokmin when he was a junior in college, so long after his return to Korea.
"Another question."
"Fire away."
"Does that mean you guys don't test the shop items together before putting them up for sale?"
This time, Jisoo chokes on the coffee that was brought earlier. Seokmin seems to be genuinely curious, and being completely honest, Jisoo doesn't blame him.
"No, we don't. It's not like we sell sketchy obscure stuff, everything we put out usually has well enough reviews already." Jisoo thinks. "If we really need to test something, just to put a description and whatever, we give one to Soonyoung and Wonwoo. They're down for anything."
"Oh." Seokmin nods, like he just learned a valueble piece of information that would further his education. "That's crazy."
"It is." Jisoo echoes. "What was the advice you needed then?"
"So I have this friend," Seokmin starts. "And we've sorta kinda been hooking up. Often. No, just sometimes. Okay maybe often." He pauses to recollect his thoughts. "We've made clear boundaries to keep it all non-romantic and strictly just as friends, and I--it's weird, and awkward sometimes, so I was wondering how we could be chill and close with each other, like you and Jeonghan. Since I just learned you guys don't do the deed together, the question isn't really applicable anymore." Seokmin waves the idea off, but Jisoo just sits there in confusion, because how do you bounce back to normal conversation after an extremely awkward short-lived talk?
Jisoo has many questions himself, such as what made you think that Jeonghan and I were fucking on the regular? but those weren't important, what was more important was responding to his pure little dongsaeng's cry for help (not really).
"...If things are awkward, maybe you should a) find the root problem of the awkwardness, b) talk to this...'friend' of yours more about it, there could be unclear boundaries, or c)," Jisoo slings an arm around Seokmin. "Break things off. Seems hard, but if something really feels off, its best to just tch--" He clicks his tongue and quickly slides him thumb across his throat in the air. "end it."
"I see, hyung." Seokmin nods, genuinely taking in the advice. Jisoo looks at Seokmin, and it takes a moment for him to realize that Holy Lord, Seokmin has a fuckbuddy. It shouldn't be that odd for a 22-year-old college student but somehow Seokmin and the word 'hooking up' don't go together. Jisoo stammers a bit, suddenly feeling wary of this friend of Seokmin's, whos managed to corrupt his pure little soul, as Jisoo would put it. Then again, he comes to terms with the fact that Seokmin is in fact a grown ass man who doesn't need to be coddled by another grown ass man (who's barely any older, anyway).
"No problem," Jisoo nods and smiles. He still wants to address something though. "But I wanted to ask...what made you think me and Jeonghan were having sex in the first place?"
"Well, for starters you guys own a sex shop together," Seokmin states the obvious but it is a fair point. "But also you two just give off that vibe, like you know something we don't."
"Minghao has been rubbing off you too much." Jisoo says in response to Seokmin's observations, which gives them both a chuckle.
They end up talking for a while more, before some customers walk in and Jisoo stands up to attend them.
"I'm gonna head out then, hyung. See you later!" Seokmin says while giving Jisoo a half hug and joining Mingyu and Minghao who were waiting for him at the door. "Bye Jeonghanie hyung!"
"Bye!" Jeonghan nods his head and waves as the three leave the store. He sighs, because it's back to serious business since his friends had left and there's customers in the store. Or maybe, it wouldn't hurt to watch a few episodes of the drama Minghao recommended on his laptop.
11 p.m. rolls around, and Jisoo was finally able to turn of the LED open! sign on the front window and draw the curtains. At closing time Jeonghan is usually half asleep, today being no different.
"You look like Jun," Jisoo jokes, being able to see Jeonghan's half lidded eyes from across the room.
"Mhm." Jeonghan stifles a laugh as he rubs his eyes awake. He quickly slips in a, "Speaking of our friends, what were you talking about with Seokmin earlier?"
Jisoo suddenly feels alert, and surprised. "Why?" When he sees Jeonghan reply with a shrug, he takes that as an I'm just curious. "He needed some advice on his current hookup situation. Can you believe it?"
"Seokminnie has a fuckbuddy?" Jeonghan nearly exclaims, voice the loudest it's been in like a week, Jisoo thinks. He can't blame Jeonghan's reaction though. "But why would he ask you? Not that you like, would give bad advice, but you haven't gotten laid in like, months. And I think everyone's aware of it."
"Gee, thanks." Jisoo deadpans. He strides over to the counter where Jeonghan is seated. "You know, some people just find me to be a reliable source of information."
"Bullshit." Jeonghan giggles and punches Jisoo in the arm.
Jisoo smiles. The mood is light, the empty air of the shop fresh, and everything seems to be going just dandy. And Jisoo, because he thinks it's funny and fitting, dumbly decides to drop, "He wanted to talk to me because he thought we were hooking up."
He immediately regrets what he says, especially when he looks at Jeonghan, who's face resembles a deer caught in headlights. Jisoo wants to melt right then and there, because nothing's worse that your best friend looking uncomfortable because of something you said. That something being the thought of hooking up together.
Which is weird, because Jisoo knows Jeonghan inside and out, they've been best friends since middle school, and sex jokes have always been very present in their friendship. Jeonghan was usually the one who presented vulgar sayings which resulted in the both of them in a fit of giggles.
Jeonghan's expression is flustered, as he stammers for a moment. "What?"
And because Jisoo is absolutely stupid, he says, "Seokmin thought we were fucking, so he asked me for advice on his relationship." Shit. Shit shit shit. He feels like a fucking idiot, as it's his fault for bringing it up in the first place.
"Well, why is that?" Jeonghan flushes a bit, running fingers through his longer hair. Jisoo doesn't know how to respond, because how the fuck did it suddenly get so awkward with the one person he thought he couldn't be awkward with?
"Um," Jisoo thinks. "He thought we like, tested the items together and stuff." He's already fucked, so he keeps going. "He said we had a vibe? Or something?" Jisoo wants to punch himself for continuing to answer.
"I see." Jeonghan nods. It becomes too silent in the room, if the loud whirring of the outdated radiator and ventilation system was ignored. Jisoo hasn't felt this stillness with Jeonghan in years, and he still wants to melt.
He nearly jumps when he hears Jeonghan whisper, "Maybe he was on to something."
"Hm?"
"Do you...want to do what Seokmin said?" Jeonghan mumbles a little louder this time, clearing his throat at the end."Unless you don't want to, of course. We don't have to. Actually, forget what I said. Wooo, this is all an illusion, wooo."
"What do you mean?" Jisoo ignores that last part, and wants clarification because he doesn't know if what he's hearing is right. His whole body feels warm, what the fuck.
The long haired man sighs. "I mean, do you want to try....testing the items out together? Like....in bed?" The pauses give time for Jisoo to process that Oh, Jeonghan was propositioning me to sex! and he feels his ears burn once it's clarified.
"Sure. Yeah. I'd be down." Jisoo nods, face, body, limbs, everything numb, in an almost nervous but excited way.
"Tomorrow's my day off," Jeonghan states. He has Saturdays off, while Jisoo has Sundays off. One of their friends is actually an employee, Jihoon, who works both days on weekends. "So after work you can just...come to my apartment."
"Okay." Jisoo can't believe he just willingly agreed to have sex with his best friend. It feels too quick, too rushed, but he's sure.
"Okay." It's like Jeonghan could say the same.
Saturday night rolls around, and Jisoo's legs are already physically shaking. Isn't this supposed to happen after, not before? He can't help his nervousness from showing, that at one point Jihoon asks what's up.
"I'm fine man! Just tired." Jisoo assures, just cheerfully smiling at the younger man. Jihoon raises an eyebrow, a silent 'are you sure?' but waves it off after a while. Jisoo thanks God for Jihoon just thinking he's being weird like usual.
But inevitably, time is not on Jisoo's side as closing time approaches quicker than usual, not to mention Jihoon insisting on closing himself.
"Go get some rest hyung. The shop is empty, so I'll be fine." Jihoon has to push Jisoo to the door, and Jisoo curses him for being so strong and buff.
"No, I can stay with you!" Jisoo's already pressed up at the door at this point, so fighting back is pretty much useless.
Jihoon sighs. "You've been weirder than usual today hyung. You really need to go home. There's only twenty minutes until I leave, so don't worry. Just go." He even holds the door open, and Jisoo complies after realizing he might be burdening Jihoon with all his refusals.
He quickly thanks Jihoon, promising that next time Jihoon could leave early, and makes his way to Jeonghan's apartment.
The drive there is only ten minutes, but feels like an eternity to Jisoo. He's tapping his fingers on random things in his car and hums to music without even focusing on the song. The only thing he can focus on is the fact that he's hammering or getting hammered tonight by his best friend.
He parks in Jeonghan's apartment's garage, with the guest tag Jeonghan had given him long ago, heads upstairs, down the hall, and finds himself in front of Jeonghan's flat.
Jisoo breathes in and out. He shifts in his stance, still loitering in front of Jeonghan's door. A janitor who passes by looks at him weirdly, and all he can do is flash a grin and pretend like he's waiting for someone to answer the door. He hopes it works.
After standing there for at least five minutes, Jisoo finally musters up the courage to head inside. He knows Jeonghan's code, so he punches it in and quietly peaks his head in.
Jeonghan is there, on his laptop at his desk-dining-multipurpose-table. Jisoo feels his gut clench, as he slips inside swiftly and kicks off his shoes at the door. To stall, he takes his time removing his jacket and placing it on the wall hook.
Jeonghan senses this, because he says, "Just get here already." And Jisoo feels a little like a kid getting scolded by a stern teacher, so he scurries over to the table Jeonghan is at.
The latter looks up to meet Jisoo's anxious eyes, so he softens his own. "You know we don't have to do this, Joshuji."
"I know." Jisoo puts his hand on Jeonghan's shoulder. Silence follows for a bit. "You're not gonna make me say it."
"I am." It's a challenge, and Jisoo knows Jeonghan won't let anything happen without affirmation first.
"I want to." Jisoo cringes, much to Jeonghan's satisfaction.
"You want to what?"
Really, fuck Yoon Jeonghan and his beautiful glassy eyes, long ethereal hair and confident smirk, which amalgamated into him having an attractiveness Jisoo can't help but be struck by.
Jisoo taps his fingers on the table. "I want to have sex with you?" It comes out like a question, but he means it, it's just so fucking awkward to say aloud. At least this time, Jeonghan chuckles with pleasure.
Jeonghan goes over to his bed to take a seat on his bed. A pro of having a studio apartment, no need for roomates. A con being that there's basically no room, but Jeonghan doesn't need much anyway. Jisoo's still recovering from the embarassment of it all, so he decides to use the bathroom.
When he comes back, Jeonghan is still sitting cross legged on the bed, a number of toys strewn on the bed. It looks like he's reading over some of the instruction manuals, so Jisoo shuffles over to sit on the bed as well. As the bed dips, a small round vibrator rolls over to Jisoo, and he can't help but blush, despite handling this kind of stuff all the time for work. Jeonghan sets the manuals aside, so Jisoo takes that as a sign to listen.
"We need some things set first." Jeonghan clears his throat, and Jisoo's glad to know he's not the only one's who's been practically rehearsing. "Here are some things I got recently for the store, and you mentioned testing them out, so..." Jisoo's eyes widen in curiousity as he scans all the scattered items. He can here a crack in Jeonghan's voice. "...If there's anything you don't want to use, just throw it off the bed or something. Or just keep the stuff you want on the bed."
Jisoo takes out most of the stuff, he's always been a more vanilla person (yet owns a sex toy shop) although there are a few things that catch his eye, the vibrator from earlier included. A long, thin string is attached to it.
He gets caught staring at it for too long, because when he looks back up he's met with a dangerous gaze from Jeonghan. It sends shivers down Jisoo's spine, and it pools to the bottom of his stomach.
There's no words needed to be exchanged between them when Jisoo puts the vibrator right in the middle of the bed, and shoves pretty much everything else besides a blindfold off.
"So this and this?" Jeonghan holds both the silk blindfold and vibrator string ever so daintly between his pale fingers.
Jisoo nods. "Um, yeah. Why are we testing a blindfold though?" He questions, because the blindfold is just a piece of fabric, which should be relatively straightforward, right?
"Oh, I just threw it in there for fun," Jeonghan smirks. Jisoo hates the word 'smirk' because it feels like he's describing the popular bad boy in a teenage American movie. Because Jeonghan doesn't smirk like he just pinned the quiet girl against a locker, Jeonghan smirks as if he was a sinister villain in a 20th century murder mystery film, and Jisoo thinks that's like, extremely hot. "I know you'd like something like that."
Jisoo rolls his eyes a little and swats Jeonghan, but he can't help but think that's charming of his best friend to do.
"Anyway," Jeonghan clears his throat, beginning to speak seriously again. "We're not doing anything D/S related right now or whatever, but we'll use the color system because that's easy. Cool?"
"Yeah." Jisoo does a thumbs-up, before he realizes that's stupid. But it works.
"Anything you want to go over?"
"Well," Jisoo starts. "Not really. But...how do we begin?" He looks at Jeonghan expectedly, because to be honest, he spend most of his time excitedly nervous he didn't think past the introduction part of this whole thing.
Jeonghan just chuckles at that. "How did we start last time?"
The reference to their first time more than five years ago surprises Jisoo a little, maybe because he didn't realize that Jeonghan had even remembered.
It was the summer before freshman year of college, and Jisoo had just gotten back from the States. He was born and raised in L.A. for the first few years of elementary school, then moved to South Korea where he met Jeonghan and spent the majority of his early adolescent years. At the end of junior high though, he moved back to L.A. for high school, then finally back to Korea for college. His parents work was what made them move a lot, but Jisoo didn't mind much since he loved both Los Angeles and Seoul.
The only time he did mind, though, was when he had to move back to America at the end of 9th grade, when he had just spent the last few years with Jeonghan, the first person he was able to call a best friend. At the time, they both had a we have to suck it up like real men kind of attitude, but Jisoo would admit he cried a few times leading up to his plane flight back. As well as a few times after he landed, and that was the first time he genuinely missed someone.
So when Jisoo had texted Jeonghan a 'Hey man guess what! I'm going to the same university as you' there was quite a bit of excitement. When Jisoo got to Seoul, he immediately clicked with Jeonghan again after not seeing each other for years. Sure, they were now adults and didn't see each other everyday in class anymore, but they could be with each other, and that was all that mattered.
So, of course, on one night at a house party they had some fun with alcohol (In America, Jisoo would've had to wait three more years to drink, so he took his chance) and got a little too wasted to do much. He remembers kissing Jeonghan full-on making out with Jeonghan, then both of them passing out before anything could continue.
The night after, they ended up having (sober) sex. The thing is, Jisoo completely forgot how it started. For some reason, he has no recollection of any foreplay, just the embarassing sounds he let out that night etched into his brain. It was good, was all he remembers. Jeonghan doesn't seem to know much either, but it's not like Jisoo downright asked 'What was it like taking my virginity when we were eighteen? How good was I as a virgin? Can you describe your experience in explicit detail, minimum of three sentences?'.
So that was that, and after four and a half seconds Jisoo still shifts in the bed as he thinks, How the fuck do I not know how to start sex?
He's had sex, plently of times with an array of people. Jisoo even teaches customers what toys would be best for easing into foreplay, yet can't start something with his also well experienced coworker.
"I forgot." Jisoo answers dumbly. It makes Jeonghan snort, in which Jisoo follows. According to modern society's words it is incredibly unsexy to snort right before pounding each other, but it's Jisoo and Jeonghan, who make anything sexy.
"You're a real help," Jeonghan says sarcastically, before opening his mouth, then closing it. "Can I kiss you?"
The first thing that comes out of Jisoo's mouth is "Of course." So naturally, Jeonghan leans forward, arms coming around Jisoo's neck as he places his lips softly on his. Jisoo wasn't expecting Jeonghan to be so...gentle, at first.
But of course, he was fooled, because seconds later after drifting apart for a quick breath, Jeonghan pulled Jisoo into the kiss harsher, teeth clashing as lips slotted together with a hint of pain.
Jisoo hisses at the roughness. Jeonghan notices and softens everything—his hold on Jisoo's neck and shoulders, the kiss, and even his touch, now rubbing small circles that feel electric against Jisoo's skin.
He sometimes wondered why Jeonghan's lips were always such a bright pink—now, he can taste it—strawberry lip balm. Jisoo thought it meshed well with his own lip balm—cherry flavor.
Jeonghan seems to realize it too. "Mmm. Fruit punch," He whispers as they part, giggling into another kiss. He didn't realize how much he liked kissing Jisoo, how easy and natural it was.
Part of him questioned why they didn't do this again sooner, but he knows everyone thinks that when they hook up with someone. Yet, this is one of the things that Jeonghan is straight up frustrated at himself with, that this wasn't already a thing. But, that's why Jeonghan is kissing Jisoo and Jisoo has his hands under Jeonghan's shirt.
Jeonghan's tongue swipes Jisoo's lip, opening it up to deepen the kiss. The lip balm is long gone now, but as corny as it might sound, Jisoo thinks Jeonghan still tastes sweet. There's a rhythm to the kiss—their lips match so perfectly together, fitting together so satisfyingly well.
That is, until, Jeonghan moves when they part, bringing his lips to the soft skin of Jisoo's jaw and kissing right below his ear—and fuck, that's Jisoo's sweet spot right there, he has to hold himself back from making any stupid noise—Jisoo doesn't know how Jeonghan knows. Maybe it was chance, or maybe he remembered from when they would play 21 questions when the shop wasn't busy. Or maybe, Jeonghan was an alien who could read his mind. Jisoo believed the latter was plausible.
"This good?" Jeonghan checks in, still working on Jisoo's jaw and neck, determined to catch him admit his pleasure. Jeonghan fucking bites the skin there, and Jisoo has to pretend like he isn't already fully hard.
"Yeah. Keep going." Jisoo bets there are dark marks planted all across his neck, but at least he doesn't have work tomorrow, so Jihoon won't have to see.
Jeonghan momentarily pauses once he reaches the bottom of Jisoo's collarbone, because his shirt covers the rest of his body. He tugs the collar. "Take it off?"
Jisoo hums, realizing that his hands are still under Jeonghan's shirt, smoothing over his sides and along his ribs. "Only if you do, too."
That makes Jeonghan get to work and pull back from Jisoo a bit, to slip his t-shirt off. There are teddy bears on it, which Jisoo thinks is cute as he takes off his own shirt, a casual oversized button-up.
And almost immediately after freeing themselves of upper clothing, Jisoo plants kisses on Jeonghan's chest, hands returning to feel his body again. Jisoo's seen Jeonghan shirtless tons of times—but when it's like this, against each other with no room to breathe leaving the air warm but thrilling, it's a completely new experience.
It might be weird to say as his best friend, but Jisoo loves Jeonghan's body. He loves his slim, lean-muscled arms, toned stomach with some baby fat that sits at the lower part, thin waist and smooth thighs. Jisoo toys with Jeonghan's nipple, licks it then pinches and rubs it. It makes Jeonghan's breathe race just a bit faster, his hands carding through Jisoo's hair. Jisoo would say he also loves Jeonghan's nipples, but he thinks he sounds like enough of a creep already.
It's alright though, because every time Jisoo plays with his nipples Jeonghan responds with a "Please Joshuji..." which Jisoo finds surprising, Jeonghan isn't the type to let his pride go so easily, but he's not complaining.
The nervousness Jisoo had been struck with since yesterday about this very moment had dissolved. Nearly. He felt so much more relaxed with Jeonghan now that being so worried before seemed silly. Jisoo was still a little anxious though, but it was the good kind that kept his energy up and heart thrumming.
He kisses Jeonghan's chest again, moving up his collarbone, breaking the skin. His slits their legs together while they sit, to bring each other closer. Jeonghan pulls Jisoo in for a kiss, grinding on him in the process.
"Oh." Jisoo can't help but say when he feels Jeonghan's half hard dick, becoming aware of his own situation. Jeonghan throws his head back to laugh.
He continues though, so everytime Jisoo lets his lips get abused by Jeonghan's, he can also feel their dicks pressing into each other, despite multiple layers of fabric seperating them. Jisoo can't help but buck his hips along Jeonghan's, flushed from embarassment because he feels like a high school boy having his first time (when in fact, Jisoo has fucked many people many times for years...just not in the recent months).
Jisoo doesn't think many people realize this, but getting sexually intimate with the person you're closest to truly is an experience. Maybe it's just Jisoo, but being able to kiss Jeonghan like this, being able to touch his body beneath everything is something he's glad to have the privilege of. Every time their lips meet, every time he feels Jeonghan, he feels so warm. Something about Jeonghan is just warm. He wants to feel more than just his waist and lips, though.
At one point, the frottage gets out of hand so Jeonghan takes initiative and tucks a finger behind the waistband of Jisoo's shorts. "Can we get these off?"
"Of course." Jisoo winks flirtatiously, making use of his short boost of temporary confidence. He takes off his shorts, then his boxers, whereas Jeonghan just yanks them both off in one go, joining the pile of clothes on the ground.
Jeonghan has seen Jisoo naked a multitude of times, considering he's his best friend, and they've literally had sex together before, but he never realized he was this hot. Yes, Jeonghan had always been very aware of how alluring Jisoo's appearance could be, but he never seemed to acknowledge how attractive Jisoo is when naked.
Maybe not just the fact that he's naked, but the fact that he's sitting on his knees, thighs spread a bit, his cock hard and much bigger than Jeonghan last remembers seeing it (which wasn't that long ago, just last month when they played a stripping game with their friends. It was Soonyoung's idea.).
Jeonghan's eyes trail up Jisoo's body. There's some faint lines of abs on his stomach, and a cross necklace that lays haphazardly on his chest. He eventually ends up meeting Jisoo's gaze, strenghtening the eye contact between them like a challenge, before Jisoo breaks it and Jeonghan stifles a laugh.
"You look hot." Jeonghan mumbles as their lips join together for another kiss. This kiss is definetly different from the ones before, the skin to skin contact completely direct, and their dicks against each other is nearly too much to handle.
"You do too. Really." Jisoo bites his tongue to hold a moan when Jeonghan grinds right on his cock. His body feels hot, skin practically burning at the touch, so Jisoo ends up letting a moan slip. "I'm gonna end up coming at this point—can we just..."
Jeonghan immediately retracts himself, and senses what Jisoo is trying to say. "Don't come yet. Do you want to fuck me or get fucked?" His voice is soft yet not super gentle, which makes Jisoo flush a little.
The directness also hits Jisoo, but he's not surprised because it's Jeonghan. "It's up to you."
"Can I ride you?" Jisoo's eyes widen at that, and he nods a little too enthusiastically. "Don't get too excited yet, I forgot to explain the toys." Jeonghan hums, picking up the vibrator Jisoo kind of forgot about too.
It's small, round-ish, and there doesn't seem to be many buttons on it. The string attached is a little thick but soft, but rather long. Jeonghan picks up a remote that Jisoo didn't even notice earlier.
"The levels are here," Jeonghan points to the remote, then remembers Jisoo pretty much knows everything about sex toys already. "But there's not much to say about this, it's a normal vibrator. I don't even know why I'm explaining this to you, to be honest."
Jisoo laughs just a little, and sits against the headboard, legs straight. "Where's your lube and condoms?"
"They're..." Jeonghan forgets where he last placed his lube for a second. "They're in my nightstand I think."
Jisoo reaches to open the drawer and fish them out with ease since its practically the only thing in there (along with a huge dildo, but Jisoo can point that out from touch very easily). He tosses the lube over to Jeonghan, and takes a condom out from the pack.
"Need me to open you up?" Jisoo purrs, tone seductive to set the mood.
Which soon breaks when Jeonghan replies, "I, uh, already did. Earlier, since I was home all day." He tucks a strand of long hair behind his ear.
"Oh." Oh. Jisoo feels his face warm, yet another embarrassing situation he's been placed in ever since this whole thing started. For someone who gives sex advice on the daily as a job, he feels a little doubtful. "Forget—"
"No, I'm sorry for making it awkward. Can you make your voice like that again? I like it." Jeonghan admits, twirling his fingers through Jisoo's shorter hair. He straddles Jisoo a little more, so that Jisoo's up against the bedframe. Jeonghan is in between hovering and sitting, so close to practically being in Jisoo's lap.
The sudden confession redeems Jisoo. "I will." He tries to keep the same tone, the one Jeonghan likes, and he saves it in his memory to keep it on the whole night.
"Thanks," Jeonghan says, because he doesn't know what the fuck else to say. "I don't mean to rush you or anything, but I'm so hard right now I need your cock inside me."
"That's great to hear." The corner of Jisoo's lip curls up as he rolls a condom down his dick and pours a generous amount of lube (it's the same brand as the tropical fruit flavored ones he sorted yesterday—this one was just regular though) on it. He moves his hand up and down his shaft to just spread the lube properly, biting his lip at the contact.
Jisoo meets eyes with Jeonghan, still feeling hot on his cheeks but also feeling constricted in his throat. He nearly chokes up, and he can tell Jeonghan does the same, which makes him somewhat happy—they're seeing a new side of each other, one they've never explored before.
Once Jisoo finishes preparing, he realizes Jeonghan has been leaning forward to place gentle, somewhat lazy kisses at the base of his neck and shoulder. The way Jeonghan's hard cock repeatedly brushes over Jisoo's leg in the process already does a number on him.
"I'm good to go. Do you need some lube?" Jisoo asks. It's probably the first time in the night he's asserted himself in asking a fundamental question, but he doesn't seem to notice.
Jeonghan hums in response. "I think I'm good, I prepped myself like an hour ago." He eyes Jisoo's cock. "Seems like you're pretty generous with the lube too. Just so you know, I took it from the store's stock."
The younger man fake-gasps as if he just committed a crime, and they both chuckle softly. "I put a lot because I wanted to be gentle with you. I don't want to hurt you," Jisoo looks away, shy with his words. "I want you to feel good."
"Eugh. Shua." Jeonghan's lips twist from the sappiness, but quickly pull back into a grin. "That's sweet. Still fucking corny, but thank you."
A short silence passes, but somehow doesn't feel awkward.
"If you're ready now, can I....?" Jeonghan let's his question linger.
Jisoo audibly gulps, his Adam's apple potruding much more than usual, stained with a fresh hickey. "Yes. I'm so ready." He cringes at himself a little, but Jeonghan just smiles. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes," Jeonghan catches himself say a little too fast. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, I'm—" Jeonghan aligns himself over Jisoo's very hard cock, and slowly sinks down. Jisoo watches in astonishment as his dick disappears into Jeonghan, and he does everything in his power not to buck his hips up. He can feel Jeonghan's fingernails digging into his upper back, as his arms are around his shoulders. Jeonghan grits his teeth, and Jisoo rubs his sides in some sort of comfort.
Jisoo lets his hands fall to Jeonghan's waist, so comfortably set there. Jeonghan's still adjusting to Jisoo, but it feels like a lot. For both of them. "Fuck, Jeonghanie, you're so tight—"
"Mhm," In response, Jeonghan leans in to kiss Jisoo, slowly starting to roll his hips. This kiss is way messier than the one's before—breaths heavier and hotter, bodies touching, skin scorching against each other.
Then, Jeonghan pauses and takes his hands off Jisoo, which makes Jisoo pause. "Are you okay? Do you want to—"
"Sorry, hold on just a second." Jeonghan pulls off, whining a little at the back of his throat as he does so. Jisoo's confused at all the sudden actions when the other man starts shuffling through the sheets.
It only comes to mind when Jeonghan holds up the tiny vibrator from earlier, and Jisoo can't believe he somehow forgot. A sigh of relief washes over him, especially when he sees the elder's little smirk.
Jeonghan grabs the lube and hastily covers the vibrator in some. He moves away from Jisoo a little so he can stick it inside him, pushing it all the way in with his fingers, so only a thin piece is hanging out. He hands the small remote to Jisoo.
"Can I?" Jisoo hovers his thumb over the remote, waiting as Jeonghan replies with a nod yes. Just to be gentle, he turns the toy onto the lowest setting.
It's relatively gentle, but Jeonghan's face still twists just a bit and his mouth opens up. His breaths are more ragged, and he runs a hand through his hair. Jisoo could come at the sight, but they've barely started, so he turns down the vibrator.
"It works well," Jeonghan chuckles, and Jisoo remembers that he prepositioned this whole thing under the pretense they were testing toys. "Are you actually ready now?"
"Fuck yes." Jisoo cringes at how desperate he sounds, but he really is desperate, to get to feel Jeonghan.
A beat passes, and next thing Jisoo knows, Jeonghan slips onto his cock, and there is a collective sigh of pleasure. Jisoo's hands find its way back to Jeonghan's waist, whereas the other man holds the remote.
The tip of Jisoo's dick touches the vibrator, which had been shoved farther into Jeonghan. And when Jeonghan switches the vibrator directly onto the second setting, he lets out a moan.
At this angle, with Jeonghan on his lap and Jisoo's face at a lower level, he latches his lips onto Jeonghan's nipple, not forgetting to toy with the other one with his hand.
"Mmm...fuck, fuck!" Jeonghan bites his lip to keep himself from making noise while Jisoo has a field day sucking at the elder's chest, leaving his nipples swollen and bruises littering his top half. Jeonghan has a hand tight in Jisoo's hair, pushing his head closer to his body.
Without much warning, Jeonghan turns up the toy a couple notches, warranting some embarrassingly loud cries from them both.
"Oh my god," Jisoo has been raised to not use the Lord's name in vain, but in the situation he's in, Jeonghan fucking up and down on him with a vibrator, now leaning over to kiss him, should be forgiven. His lips hurt, but he can't stop kissing Jeonghan.
If Jisoo were in middle school filling out one of those introductory coloring papers on the first day of school, for the 'Favorite Hobby' box he would put 'Kissing Jeonghan'. It's new, but Jisoo already loves the way Jeonghan slots his mouth into his, lets his tongue explore past their lips, how he fucking puts his hands on Jisoo's chin, shoulders—and pulls him in just a bit closer—it makes Jisoo wonder why they didn't do this earlier. Why didn't he feel like this when they were in college, and made out due to a round of spin the bottle. Then again, they were probably drunk out of their minds.
But Jisoo's sober now, and hoping he isn't seeing things, because the Jeonghan writhing in his lap is truly a sight to behold. Glazed with a sheer layer of sweat, hair tied back in a ponytail no longer than two inches, lips red and puffty, eyes looking down at Jisoo with want, like a mission. He looks too ethereal, could make anyone fold at the sight. His hips roll unconsistently, but harshly, and it feels like too much already, especially whenever he slams down on Jisoo's dick.
So its unexpected when Jeonghan decides to turn the vibrator up to its highest level, causing him to jerk up, and when he sinks back down fully onto Jisoo's cock, the toy hits dead-on his prostate.
"Oh shit," Jeonghan's eyes roll back, his hips bucking like crazy as his head tips back. His cock is already leaking, dripping down his trembling legs. The strength to keep going up and down has deteriorated, but he's still moving. "Fuck, Joshuji..."
Despite the messy efforts, Jisoo comes to aid by fucking his hips up into Jeonghan, the vibrator practically overstimulating his dick. His breathes are choppy, matching Jeonghan's. "Ah—you look so fucking gorgeous right now." He tucks a strand of hair behind Jeonghan's ear, just to admire his face clearly.
He giggles in response. "Could say the same about you," Jeonghan pushes back Jisoo's bangs, dark hair falling to the sides of his face. "But I'm literally about to come any fucking moment." Though he smiles through a chuckle, his movements speed up until he's just rocking back and forth of Jisoo's cock, letting the vibrator hit right into his sweet spot each time.
"God, me too." Jisoo replies with a half smile. His thumbs creep towards Jeonghan's nipples again, and he slowly rubs them, pinching every once in a while. It gives him something to focus on before he feels a rush through his stomach, reaching his climax. "Ngh—ah, Jeonghan!" Jisoo's hands go back to Jeonghan's slim waist, gripping tighter than he intends, as he comes.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck—" Jeonghan's voice is soft and hushed but intense as he comes as well, painting both their torso's white.
It takes him a moment to refocus and catch his breath, eyes hazy and thighs shaking after all the work. He pulls off, a small whine and sigh of relief coming from him simultaneously.
It takes Jisoo a moment to recenter himself as well, and once he's able to remember the Who What Where When of his surroundings, his eyes unintentionally widen. "You came untouched." He realizes aloud, while tying off and throwing away the condom.
Jeonghan flops onto the bed, laughing, after taking out the vibrator. "Yeah, I did. It's been a while since I came like that."
The post-sex air gets a little stuffy, so Jisoo fills the silence by using the tissues on the nighstand to wipe away cum and sweat from both their bodies. "That sex was great."
That issues a laugh from his best friend once again. "Is that what you say after every time? And you're the guy giving professional sex advice to people?"
"Shut up!" Jisoo can't help but blush, so he gently smacks Jeonghan with a pillow as the laughter continues. "I fucking hate you Yoon Jeonghan."
"I fucking hate you too." Jeonghan sits upright just to kiss Jisoo on the lips. It's softer and last only a few seconds, but it almost feels more powerful than any other kiss they've shared.
When he pulls away, he takes a moment just to look into Jisoo's eyes, dark, round, and in a cute little curve as he grins. Jisoo stares back at his, reciprocating the intimacy shared.
The moment is broken when Jeonghan says, "Do you have a thing for my nipples or something? You kept doing stuff with them like a total pervert. "
"You liked it," Jisoo shrugs, and Jeonghan nods understandingly. "You liked the sucking too, and now you're covered in hickeys. It's your turn to go to work tomorrow." In this rare occurence, it's Jisoo who's doing the teasing.
"Nobody gives a fuck when we work at a sex shop," Jeonghan shrugs and says nonchalantly as he lays down again. "Jihoon doesn't ask questions for the most part either, unless there's something desperately juicy, anyway."
"Yeah," He hums in agreement. "It's kinda funny though. We're coworkers and we just fucked. Under any other circumstances or career paths, we'd probably be violating our contracts."
Jeonghan slaps his leg while he chuckles. "It's a 'Consensual Workplace Friends-with-Benefitship'."
"Could it even be called that when we're not in the workplace?" Jisoo jokes.
"You want to fuck in the workplace?"
"You want to fuck again?"
"Unless you don't want to." Jeonghan says a little too quickly, looking at anything but Jisoo. Suddenly, he is interested on examining the thread count of his sheets.
"No, I want to." Jisoo confesses with a little bit of embarrassment. "This...this can become a thing. If you want."
Admitting you want to regularly have sex with your best friend of over a decade is weirder than it seems. It almost feels like some type of formal document should be signed, but at the same time that would make the whole situation ten times more unserious. Plus, they'd probably end up laughing before a pen touches the paper.
"I do." Jeonghan intertwines his fingers with Jisoo's. "I guess this really is a Consensual Workplace Friends-with-Benefitship."
"What's with you and the idea of fucking in the workplace? And you called me a pervert." Jisoo knows Jeonghan is joking whenever he says it, but in all honesty, he wouldn't mind (maybe he even likes the idea, but he'll take that to the grave with him).
Another shrug is given in response. "I'm just saying that because we're coworkers. But I'm sure Jihoon wouldn't mind a show." Jeonghan cackles and Jisoo recoils at the thought, horrified the idea was even uttered. "I'm just playing. And by the way, we haven't used the blindfold yet."
"You're still up for another round?" Jisoo gapes, truly appalled to see Jeonghan willingly exert effort for something non competetive. He quickly adds on, "If you are, I'm down too, but aren't you tired?" He ignores the fact that Jeonghan was still thinking about the blindfold.
"This counts as my bi-annual workout," Jeonghan announces. "After tonight, I refuse to do any sort of physical activity for at least three years. Unless Seungkwan challenges me to some sort of stupid game and there is a prize. So consider yourself lucky, Shua, because you make me so horny I go against my regular self."
"I guess I'm lucky?" Jisoo starts it off like a question, but clears his throat. "Lucky to be in a sexy man's bed, who's so turned on by me he challenges his lazy lifestyle. How grateful I am." He deadpans, then ends up grinning. "But for real, how do you want us to make use of the blindfold?"
The sinister, downright evil smirk returns to Jeonghan's face as he stares straight into Jisoo eye's. It makes the younger man jump a little, in all honesty, but he finds it fucking hot, so that doesn't matter. What does matter, is that that smirk means Jeonghan is up to no good.
"I'd like to take us back, eight months ago, truth or dare at Wonwoo's apartment, on his birthday. You can ask anyone there for reciepts, because this is in fact, a true story." Jisoo rolls his eyes at Jeonghan's dramatic story telling, because he only does this once in a blue moon when he wants to bring up something embarrassing or make a point. "Soonyoung had an arsenal of humiliating questions on the ready, and when you picked truth, he asked, 'Do you like getting fucked in the face?'"
Jisoo has to cover his face in his arms to brace himself and cringe, because he already remembers how the rest goes.
"Now, Soonyoung's always been weird and enjoyed people's demise when given these questions, and you made a dumb mistake in going along with it and answering truthfully. 'Yeah, I like being blindfolded too.' Not only answering, you added extra information, and to this day I don't think I can let you live this down." Jeonghan finishes, and Jisoo can perfectly see where this is going. "So if you're into it, would you mind getting on your knees with a blindfold on for me?"
"First of all, fuck you," Jisoo punches and kicks the other man, who's cackling at Jisoo's embarrassment. "Second of all, fuck you. Third of all, I'd be so down for that." He's already sliding off the bed to get on his knees by the time he stops talking, and now its Jeonghan's turn to be taken aback by the eagerness.
Before Jeonghan can even get himself on the edge of the bed, Jisoo has tied the blindfold, making sure it's tight but easy enough to pull off. Jeonghan finds it kind of cute, seeing his nimble fingers fumble with the knot of cloth behind his head.
"Even though I know you're all ready and whatever, as sex professionals we must discuss logistics before we delve into any activity," Jeonghan talks with monotone delivery as if reading a page of Terms and Conditions, but it's also awkward because his best friend's face is half covered and right against his dick.
Normally when speaking, one would make eye contact with the person, but in this stuation, that isn't really possible. It's not like Jeonghan hasn't ever spoken to a blindfolded person in a sexy setting, he has many times, actually, but nothing more than a sentence and he's usually too caught up in the moment anyway. So this is unfamiliar, but then again this is with Jisoo, so everything feels unfamiliar. (Even though they technically did have sex before, one drunk night long, long, ago)
Jeonghan senses Jisoo's eagerness, so he speedruns the process just a little bit (which shouldn't be done, but they both know what they're doing). "Okay, so we'll use the color system, we know that, if you can't speak and you want to stop, two taps on the thigh. If you want the blindfold off, just pull it off yourself, or tell me. How do you feel about degradtion? Oh, and do you want a safeword?"
He thinks for just a moment. "Degradation all the way. Like, you can get rough and whatever. You've known I had a thing for that for years. Hair pulling is cool too." Jisoo leans forward, placing his palms on Jeonghan's knees as he speaks. "And I don't need a safeword, the taps and colors work for me. I would think of something funny and dumb to use as a safeword, but I'm kinda dick-hungry right now, so."
"I didn't know you were that desperate," Jeonghan combs back Jisoo's hair with one hand, setting it in a comfortable spot atop his head. The hand helps guide Jisoo's head closer to Jeonghan's dick, until he's able to take ahold of it. "Do you want to start us off?"
"Of course." Jisoo gives a few starting pumps to Jeonghan's dick with the cum from earlier, which makes him hiss. Having come untouched right before made him more sensitive than usual.
Jisoo brings Jeonghan's cock to his lips, slower than intended from not being able to see. He starts with a mix of kitten licks to rubbing his thumb along the slit at the tip. He veers off to plant soft kisses on Jeonghan's knees, missing a few times, then goes back to focus on his dick. Despite a request for anything but gentleness, Jeonghan decides not to do much yet, waiting for Jisoo to initiate something.
But for the sake of fun, Jeonghan starts to speak. "Joshuji, is it too much for you? I thought a whore like you could do much better, especially when you were so quick to get on your knees." It's so fucking weird to speak like this to your best friend. Calling someone a whore seriously when you use say it everyday as a joke feels odd, especially when they're sucking your dick.
It sparks something in Jisoo though, because he licks a fat stripe up Jeonghan's cock and fucking moans, a hand twisting at the base as his movements become sloppier. Jeonghan tugs at the roots of Jisoo hair, which makes him moan again, which he would almost find comical if he wasn't extremely turned on.
"You're already making so much noise and we just got started...how much of a cockslut are you?" Jeonghan lets his voice drop a little ask he speaks quietly. He guesses Jisoo finds it hot, because he swears he hears a whine. Jisoo first lets his tongue roam on Jeonghan's dick, focusing on the tip and sucking sharply on it. His hand is still pumping the rest, movements getting smaller and shorter and Jisoo inches his way forward. He takes in the cock in his mouth slowly, making sure to stop every few seconds to suck.
When Jisoo's lips reaches the base, he pulls off completely, licking his lips as they're shined with spit and come. This time, he takes in Jeonghan's cock in one go, letting it hit the back of his throat. Jeonghan's not that big by any means, but Jisoo's mouth doesn't seem to be huge either.
He flattens his tongue and hollows his cheeks, earning a moan from Jeonghan, who pulls him closer by his head. "Fuck, can I fuck your mouth? You wouldn't mind getting fucked like this, right?"
Jisoo pulls off for a split second. "Yes, please Jeonghan," Jeonghan has to pretend like the way Jisoo begs doesn't effect him, but it really does. His words sound so sugary and sweet you can't help but give him what he wants, so that's exactly what Jeonghan does.
"I knew you'd say that, cockslut." Maybe Jeonghan should've paid more attention whenever they were goofing off and calling each other names, how anytime he'd jokingly call Jisoo a cockslut he'd flush just the tiniest bit. Now, it's clear how much he actually likes that word, as he opens his mouth wide for Jeonghan.
The blindfold hasn't dared to slip at this point, so Jeonghan considers writing a nice review for it. He focuses on Jisoo's face below him, cheeks dusted pink with sweat coating the hairs that fall on his face. His lips parted just for Jeonghan. And just because he wants to, Jeonghan bends down to give him a chaste kiss on his lips, getting little taste of his own come in the process. It's worth it at least, when he sees Jisoo jump slightly in surprise, then smile softly. It's a small action that makes everything just a bit better for the both of them.
Jeonghan takes a breath and tightens his hold on Jisoo's hair, signaling he's about to start, so Jisoo lets his mouth fall open. Jeonghan slams his cock in harshly, pulls it out slightly, then fucks it back in. Jisoo sucks and hums on it, making Jeonghan snap his hips again.
"My cockslut takes me in so well, fuck—" Jeonghan can't help but cringe at his own dirty talk, but he's too lost in the moment to do much about it. He can just imagine Jisoo brows furrowing and his eyes watering underneath the blindfold, and part of him just wants to take it off. But he knows Jisoo likes it, likes the unexpected especially when getting fucked. Jeonghan gets it.
Everytime his cock disappears past Jisoo's lips he moans, and when Jisoo reciprocates it he gets even closer. Jeonghan can hear him whine small inaudible 'please''s on his dick and it drives him crazy.
"Joshuji," Jeonghan says, getting breathless. His voice is even softer than usual, head thrown back in pleasure with each thrust. "I'm close."
"Come on my face." Jisoo requests matter-of-factly, during the few seconds he pulls of Jeonghan's dick to take a breather.
"On your face?"
"Please."
"Of course, what a cockslut." Jeonghan chuckles as he reaches his climax, before letting out a moan that he would never let anyone hear. He aims his dick ambigiously in Jisoo's mouth region, and the come ends up partly in there, mostly all over his cheeks and blindfold. It's really fucking hot, but he knows he'd never let Jisoo live this down.
He leans back on his palms, letting his breath catch up. He looks at Jisoo, who's lips are swollen, body limp, cum painting his whole face and looking totally fucked out. Jeonghan is too, his hips starting to sore, and feeling like he just finished a core workout. He looks down at is stomach, which isn't a chiseled twelve-pack. Disappointed, but not surprised.
Once he can speak, he starts with, "Are you good, Joshuji?"
Jisoo pulls off his blindfold, revealing eyes with splotches of water on the edges. He puts his hair back with his hand to wipe away the come on his face with a nearby tissue. "Fuck yeah I am. That was a little humiliating, but great. Like, really." His voice is raspy, and he chugs a nearby bottle of water next to Jeonghan's bed. Jeonghan doesn't remember when he put it there, best case scenario it's only a few weeks old.
"You shouldn't be humiliated, as long as you liked it. Although I didn't know you liked being called a cockslut so much. You learn something new everyday, I guess." He says with a laugh.
"Having sex with your best friend is a very educational experience." Jisoo adds as he swats Jeonghan's legs.
He's not wrong. Not wrong at all.
The first thing Jihoon asks when he gets to work the next day is, "What did you do to Jisoo?"
Jeonghan gasps from his desk at the accusation. "What do you mean? I did nothing. Nothing at all."
Jihoon just scoffs, putting his bag down in the back before going over to Jeonghan. "That's bullshit. He was a mess yesterday, he even left before closing, and I know it has something to do with you."
"Why would it have something to do with me?" Jeonghan knows exactly why Jisoo was weird yesterday, but he decides to play dumb and go along with Jihoon. He bats his eyes for extra measure.
"Because it always has something to do with you." It doesn't sound like strong evidence, but it makes sense, and Jeonghan admits he technically has a strong point.
"Well, nothing happened." Jeonghan states clearly, and Jihoon shrugs, deciding to reorganize some boxes.
Time passes before Jihoon looks back to Jeonghan, just to raise an eyebrow. Jeonghan reciprocates. "What?"
"You have hickeys." Jihoon observes, squinting at the other man's neck. "To my knowledge, you haven't had a hickey weeks. And never as much as that."
"How observant, Uji, I didn't know you liked me that much." Jeonghan just smiles while typing on his laptop. "And you were right, I did have something to do with Joshuji. We hooked up last night, so he was just a little nervous the whole day yesterday."
Jihoon wrinkles his nose, regretting saying anything. "Forget I spoke. Spare me the details, I beg of you."
Jeonghan then delves into a horrifyingly descriptive and exaggerated story of the events that ensued last night. After about thirty seconds, Jihoon gives up and finds earplugs to continue working with. Jeonghan snorts. Next week, he'll have a new story to torment Jihoon with. And additional benefit to his Consensual Workplace Friends-with-Benefitship.
He remembers to take note to recommend the vibrator and blindfold.
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