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“Hey, how was the flight?”
Renjun hears Donghyuck before he sees him as soon as the call connects. He’s currently sprawled on the queen-sized bed of his hotel room; thankfully the company has given them solo rooms during their schedules abroad. His eyes travel across the expanse of the spacious room, noting the tiny details that beautify the otherwise stale four corners.
Sighing, Renjun looks at Donghyuck on the screen. His boyfriend is not in the dormitories and for a second he wonders what time is it in Korea right now. One glance at his clock reveals that it’s a little past ten in the morning in Santiago, which makes it ten in the evening in Seoul. Donghyuck is probably in the practice room, judging from the familiar background.
“Hi baby, it was fine,” he smiles. “Tiring as usual but nothing out of the ordinary happened,” Renjun recounts his flight to his boyfriend who is eagerly listening to him.
Being an idol is an amazing job and an arduous one. Renjun is used to flying to different countries to perform and meet their fans, however, lately the management has been scheduling them flights that are quite tight on schedule. They have been arriving the same day as their supposed performance in any countries, which sometimes makes it hard to be at his hundred percent during the event.
“What time are you heading to the venue for rehearsals and styling?”
Renjun ponders for a bit before answering, “in four hours… I think? We’ll leave after lunch.”
Donghyuck frowns, fully knowing how short of a time that is to get some rest on a proper bed. “Am I keeping you up? You should rest, love.”
His boyfriend is right, Renjun should nap in order to function well tonight but he doesn’t want to. He wants to continue talking with Donghyuck until he passes out.
“I’ll do that later. How about you? How was your day?”
Donghyuck shares snippets of his day, from the foods he ate, the games he played to the funny stories during his practice with his 127 members. Renjun stifles a yawn, pushing the sleepiness away by smiling and laughing along.
God, it’s been a day, but he already misses Donghyuck. Surely he spent most of the nights with him, either in Donghyuck or his room, whenever one of them goes back from a schedule abroad. But that isn’t enough.
Renjun already misses Donghyuck’s warmth, his hug, his kisses, his smile, his touch… everything. It will be five days without his boyfriend next to him and the thought already saddens him.
“I miss you,” Renjun can’t help but blurt out, his emotions astray probably due to lack of sleep.
Donghyuck stops his storytelling and smiles, fond. “Oh my baby, I miss you too, a lot. I didn’t think you’ll miss me that much though,” he grins suggestively. “My favorite pair of tracksuits are missing. Hmm… do you know where it is?”
Renjun giggles and nods. He stole it from Donghyuck’s closet the day of their flight. He was just about to get his own clothes and dress up after how many rounds of sex, but he saw it folded neatly beside. “Have you seen the airport photos?”
“You know I always check yours. As always, you look the best in my clothes.” The comment makes him preen, elated to receive praise from his boyfriend.
They talk for a few more minutes but when Donghyuck notices him yawning, he decides that it’s best to end the call and promises to call again in the morning, the time Renjun finishes the concert.
“I’ll wait for the fancams but now my star has to rest, hm? I’ll go home and sleep too.”
Before Renjun hangs up, he remembers something. “Wait! I’ll send you photos in a bit. Let me know the ones you like, okay? I’ll post them on my social media accounts.”
The show goes smoothly as planned. Renjun is still lingering on the loud, resonating cheers of the audience by the time he goes back to his room. Toggling off the Do Not Disturb setting on his phone, numerous pings greet him immediately but his eyes quickly notice the last message sent by Donghyuck, which already stirs something warm on his belly.
From: baby <3
call me when you’re free asap
Thrilled, Renjun jumps to his bed and quickly presses the call button. The line connects in only two rings.
“Hi baby, good morning!” Renjun greets him with a smile. “What’s up?” He asks, feigning innocence, knowing full well the game he has started.
Donghyuck is on his bed like him, and the smile on his face slowly turns into a smirk. Renjun loves this look on his boyfriend, just woken up, unshaven and, most of all, seductive.
“What was that for?”
“What is?” Renjun pouts and tilts his head.
“You know pretty damn well what you sent me, baby. Now tell me, why did you send those? Do you really want me to pick one so you can post that on your Instagram?”
Well, Renjun just wants to be cheeky, so he has sent some of his nudes, coupled with a bit of thirst traps, along with some decent photos he took. He just wants Donghyuck to remember him, as if he would ever forget, and show him what he’ll miss for a couple of days.
“Do you want to show the entire world how much of a slut you are?”
Biting his lip, Renjun shakes his head. “No, they’re only for you. I’m only for you.”
That does not seem to soothe Donghyuck at all because he tuts his tongue and looks at him straight to the camera. Renjun can feel his heartbeat quicken and his breath heavy.
“Who took these photos? Did you ask for help from anyone?”
“From Jaemin,” Renjun mentions, and he can see Donghyuck’s jaw tighten on the screen.
He recalls asking Jaemin for a favor since he enjoys taking photos and is good with the camera. But it was only in the beginning, when he’s still clothed, of course. They just had fun in the hotel bathroom because it’s one of the biggest they’ve had and it has decent lighting too.
He explains as such to Donghyuck and further supplies, “as for the… other ones, I took them myself. I brought a tripod with me.”
It may sound silly, but Renjun has brought it with him for this trip, not necessarily for this means, but hey it works better than placing his phone on random edges hoping it takes decent angles.
When Jaemin left, Renjun started filming himself naked, bare knees enduring the cold tiles of the bathroom, intentionally leaving on Donghyuck’s Adidas jacket so he could get a whiff of his smell and for Donghyuck to see. His shots turned out great, some of them on the floor, a couple of mirror shots, but most of them were in the huge ceramic bathtub. He resisted the urge to cum despite being three fingers in, wanting to come together with his boyfriend.
“Naughty baby, do you know what your photos did to me?”
“No,” tell me, Renjun misses the last part, but the other gets it.
Donghyuck closes his eyes and inhales. “Got me horny on the way home. You looked too fucking good I almost booked a flight to Chile, ah, but I held it in. I touched myself at the thought of fucking you instead.”
Renjun’s breaths become heavier, so loud that he thinks his boyfriend could hear it on the other line. That’s what he wants. For Donghyuck to see, to hear, because he can’t touch.
“Look at you, so beautiful,” Donghyuck’s voice becomes deeper.
Renjun blushes at the compliment. His boyfriend really loves to tell him how much he feels about him and never forgets to flatter him, sometimes too much that he shies away from it.
Getting himself comfortable on the bed, he licks his lips. “How did you imagine fucking me… tell me.”
The response is instantaneous. Donghyuck chuckles, deep. “Of course, I’d love to let you know how much I badly want to fuck you. Right now.”
Renjun’s free hand travels from his chest down to his stomach and lets it linger there. Waiting.
“I’d let you keep my jacket on. You look so good drowning in it, then I’ll litter your jaw and neck with kisses, refusing to fully kiss you on the lips because a naughty baby doesn’t deserve it, right?”
He lets out a soft moan as he listens to Donghyuck and shakes his head as an answer. The room feels hot all of a sudden, his body warm, and sweat begins to form on his forehead.
His boyfriend hums, seeming to like his response. “I’ll mark you up. Bite, and suck your skin hard until it leaves bruises.” It draws another staggered breath from Renjun, who is now pinching his nipples.
Living as an idol, there are things they are prohibited from doing. Dating is one thing, while fucking and leaving hickeys are probably next. Renjun can count in his hands the amount of times they have marked each other up; no matter how much they badly want it, they can’t, especially when their calendars are packed with schedules.
But Renjun wants it so much. He loves feeling Donghyuck’s lips on all over his skin, loves looking at the bruises he has left the morning after.
“Especially on your neck, so everyone knows to whom you belong.”
“Yes, yes, yours…” Renjun whines, head already clouded by desire.
“Exactly baby,” Donghyuck’s pupils already look blown out, the sunlight lighting his face very well. “When I’m done, I’ll go down to your chest–ah, give both your nips my equal attention. You love that, don’t you?”
Renjun pinches his nipples, as if to recreate somehow the image that his boyfriend has been drawing in his head. His mouth opens wide and he could only mutter a series of yes, yes, I love that so much.
“While I’m doing that, I’ll cup your tiny cock too. Feel you up and get you even wetter.”
When Renjun directs another look at his boyfriend on the screen, he’s welcomed by the sight of his hooded eyes and his lower lip in between his teeth. It sets him on fire. If he was warming up earlier, now he is flaming with carnal want.
“Baby,” Donghyuck groans, “are you touching yourself?”
Renjun’s hand has traveled to his cock, cupping it within the layers of his pants and underwear, without him himself noticing. “Yeah,” he gasps, adding pressure to his hands. “Are you…”
“Shit–yeah, I’m jacking myself off.” Renjun can hear the fabric rustling from the other line and his brain helpfully supplies him with the image of his boyfriend right now, on his bed, in the quiet Sunday morning, a thousand miles away from him.
“God, Renjun… you make me crazy,” Donghyuck breathes out and Renjun can only moan as a response.
“Can you strip your pants and undies for me, love?”
Not needing to be told twice, he immediately unbuttons his pants and throws it somewhere, on the floor perhaps. The cold air coming from the AC makes him shiver now that his bottom is bare, but it does nothing to alleviate the heat coursing through his body.
“Very good,” Donghyuck sings. “So good, baby. I’m not yet done though. I haven’t even fucked you yet.”
Renjun’s exhale is shaky as he waits. “How will you fuck me?”
“On your back,” Donghyuck grunts, breathing heavily like him. “Love to see every bit of your reaction as I fuck you hard and good. But before that, I have to prepare you, get you all ready for my cock.”
Without further ado, Renjun rushes to grab the packet of lube he has discreetly stored in his makeup bag by his bedside table. He pours a generous amount on his free hand and reaches for his hole, softly circling his rim.
“How many fingers do you want?”
“Four, please,” Renjun’s breath quivers as his two fingers plunge in his hole, still loose from his prep earlier, while taking those photos.
“What a fucking slut,” Donghyuck moans, phone trembling in his hand. Renjun is not any better, struggles on holding his phone upright to keep seeing his boyfriend’s face while he pumps himself open with his fingers.
Renjun closes his eyes from the sensation taking over him. In his head, Donghyuck is here with him, on his bed, in Chile, and instead of his hands, it’s Donghyuck’s fingers thrusting in and out of him.
“Wish you were here hng—” he can’t help but miss Donghyuck’s touch all the more. His boyfriend who knows how to turn him into a putty.
“Me too, baby. Can I see you?”
Renjun holds his phone to show his face, but Donghyuck chuckles. “Not like that. Show me how you’re making a mess of yourself right now. I can hear you very well, you know?”
His cheeks turn even redder at the thought of Donghyuck hearing the squelching sound he’s been making. Tapping the screen, he switches to his rear camera, which immediately reveals his fingers deep in his ass.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Renjun.”
“You too… I wanna see…” Renjun trails, wanting to see the effect he has on his boyfriend. Donghyuck complies and in less than a second, the sight of his boyfriend’s cock is on the screen, hard and leaking. It makes him salivate.
“Miss your cock,” he can’t help but mutter while slowly thrusting his fingers.
“Yeah? What do you want to do with it? Come on, tell me.”
Renjun licks his lip and stares at the screen. “Want to taste it so bad… let it stay in my mouth, deep in my throat as long as possible–ah, get it wet and ready for my hole.”
“Fuck!” Donghyuck curses harshly. Renjun can see him fist his cock faster, which makes his toes curl and urges him to say more.
“Want your cock in me so so so bad, Hyuck,” he mutters brokenly, pressing one more finger in his pucker, the glide meeting little resistance. “Fuck me dumb with your cock until you spill every ounce of your cum in me…”
Renjun can’t take it anymore. He hastens his pace, fingers ramming in deep until it prods his sensitive gland, making him wail. His fingers are short, they’re not enough, surely not as thick and big as Donghyuck’s cock, but seeing his boyfriend jack off on screen makes him believe that he’s now getting fucked by the girthy length.
“’M so close, please, Hyuck–” Renjun cannot form coherent words, brain filled with lust and the need to go faster and faster, chasing the euphoric feeling.
Donghyuck’s moans coming from the speakers further spur him on. One glance and he can see his boyfriend tug on his cock at a heady pace.
“Yeah? Come for me, love. Wanna see you.”
And just like that, Renjun keens as thick ropes of cum spurt from his cock to his navel and on his shirt. Donghyuck comes soon after with a chorus of shit, fuck, baby, god and Renjun takes the sight with bated breath, white liquid spilling from his boyfriend’s cock.
They stay quiet for a while, gaining their wits back from the orgasm they just had. Renjun, as always, feels sleepy and Donghyuck chuckles as he watches him try his best to be awake; they’ve now switched back to their front cams.
“You should sleep, get lots of rest. You did so good today, baby.”
Renjun hums, a smile forming on his lips. The fatigue is slowly creeping up on him and he will probably pass out soon.
“Mmm, I will. I miss you so much I’m not kidding,” Renjun pouts and slumps his cheeks on the soft pillow.
“Me too. Be safe and see you soon.”
The morning sun hitting him on the face wakes Renjun up. Groaning, he reaches for his phone to check the time and his inbox for new messages; his eyes widen upon seeing Donghyuck’s messages to him a few hours ago.
From: baby <3
you look great in every photo it’s hard to choose
but these one i like best
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i’ll wait for yellow_3to3’s post ;)