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They were each other's tagakamot ng kati. Their set up started when they were both in college, may trabaho na sila ngayong pareho ngunit nanatili pa rin sila sa ganyang set up. Stress, cigarettes and sex— they were fine with that, not until Sunghoon cuddled Sunoo in bed or Sunoo preparing breakfast for Hoon. None of them asked why their perfect booty call started to look domestic. They were supposed to enjoy sex without attachment yet here they were aware of each other's action, aware of each other's fire however their heated bodies wanted more.
Sunoo wanted to end this.
He wanted to but how can they when a touch drove them crazy, wild, hot..
How can they stop when Sunoo's on the bed writhing by the way Hoon's tongue pleasures him, or when he's pulling his hair moaning Sunoo's name, calling for him to do more while he's kneeling in between his thigh.
How can you stop the heights of pleasure?
How can Sun stop when it's Sunghoon? A charmer, a guy who can make him do things without Sunoo's knowing. A manipulative asshole who knows how to play his game. An asshole who once smacked his ass because he find them bouncy, full and beautiful. An asshole who taught Sunoo how to kiss and how to fuck. A trickster who made him kneel in his knees, sucking his glory despite of his religion. Sunghoon rubbed his palm while Sun's bud moisted in pleasure. He guided his hand into touching the secrets he once hide. He knows the way through his body and he enjoyed looking at Sunghoon discovering the peak of his orgasm.
He moaned his name, he touched the pinkish taut, he sucked and tasted them like a melted chocolate. His tongue lapped them alternately and Sunoo pushed his head, he wanted him to do more. He wanted Sunghoon to taste his body even more. His soft fingers traced the lines— especially the ones in Sunoo's thighs, he licked the marks, and glorified the scars. His lips, his tongue and his fingers erased the insecurities left in the younger's body.
Sunghoon is a gentle lover but Sunoo loves it when he's not. He loves it when he's pleasuring him like a tiger out of cage. Strong, fierce, impulsive... thirsty for much and he gives more and more until he cannot find the strength to stand.
Sunoo, liked it most when he's on the top and he's doing all the work. Sunghoon giving him the power to pleasure him, to explore his masculinity, he let the younger dominate his body and his forehead creased by the way he prisoned his rod, his face contorted in need. Sunghoon was not fragile. He loved it when Sunoo’s hands were wrapped around his neck while he continued to rode him in top.
Sunghoon loved to pull his hair while Sunoo’s standing behind his back, and his ass bounced by the force the older used. He admired his creamy white skin, he loved to smell Sunoo’s soap in his skin. Sunghoon has his own mischief even in bed. He dipped his glory into Sun and pulled it out teasing him to chase for his hips and put it back on it's place.
He was not only best at singing and dancing he was also best at fucking.
And Sunoo was warned not to play with fire using a fuel.
But if his fire could bring Sunoo to edge of heavens then playing fire with fuel is worth it.