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Mark thinks Donghyuck looks beautiful under the stadium lights, under the disguise of Haechan, charisma exuding off his body, thousands of eyes on him. The way he moves effortlessly, rolling his hips and biting his lips.
But Mark thinks Donghyuck looks even more astounding under the dark light of their shared room, body being towered by the older. His lips red and swollen from stolen kisses, and eyes pressed closed from the feeling of Mark biting down his neck.
The feeling of having his pretty boy under his control, behind closed doors, his sun-kissed body shaking from the pleasure, only for Mark to see, makes his brain go hazy with desire. He claws onto the other's body like a hungry animal, claiming it his.
He will never get over the thrill of having Hyuck falling apart under his hands. Nothing gets him hot and bothered like watching the younger breathing heavily, back arching, while Mark's hands work restlessly on his cock.
"Markie.." Donghyuck whines. "Please, I'm so-so close..."
It's almost like music to Mark's ears. Sometimes, he wishes he could record Hyuck's voice, just to hear it on an endless loop whenever he misses the other. Maybe even use it on a song, just so everyone could hear how he's the only one who's able to make Donghyuck feel that good. But he's probably too possessive to let anyone else even think about his boy like that.
"Yeah, baby?" Mark's response is low, a whisper close to Donghyuck's ear. "You're doing so well, such a responsive boy. I wish you could see yourself right now," Donghyuck keens at the praise, cheeks burning even hotter than they already were.
Mark leans down so he can finally take the other's cock in his mouth. He slowly licks his way around the head, tonguing at the slit and Donghyuck lets out the sweetest moan he's heard that night. Nothing feels as good as making Donghyuck feel good.
"Ah, fuck," the younger tries to hide his face on the pillow, legs propped up on Mark's shoulders. His high feels closer than ever, the feeling tight at the pit of his stomach.
Mark's head bobs up and down, trying to fit all of the boy's shaft inside his mouth. Donghyuck's hips are shaking, trying to hold back from bucking into the older man's mouth. Mark lets his hands hold onto Donghyuck's thighs, pressing hard to the point where it will definitely leave some bruises. It's a good reminder of what they're doing.
Donghyuck already told him how he loves getting ready in the morning and finding the remains of what went on the night before marked on his skin. It makes him feel like he belongs to Mark — that definitely didn't make Mark throb in his jeans when he heard it.
Hyuck can no longer speak any coherent sentences, only moaning and gripping at whatever he can find within reach — what happens to be Mark's hair. His body starts to tense up, and Mark knows not to stop what he's doing, having already edged the other for far too long that night.
A high pitched whine echoes through the room and Donghyuck spills into Mark's mouth. The other makes sure to lap it all up, making the younger press his legs closed against his head from the post-orgasm sensitivity. "Ah, hyung", it comes out in a gasp.
Soon enough, Mark takes his mouth off him and comes back up for a quick kiss. "Baby, you look so pretty right now", he holds Donghyuck's face in his hands. He's barely able to keep his eyes open at the moment, exhausted from the intense high that had just hit him. "Wish I could've fucked you…" The tour takes a toll on them, making it hard for them to even have moments like this together, let alone actually go all the way.
"I'm so sleepy," Donghyuck whispers. Mark chuckles at that. How can he be so incredibly endearing after undergoing the hottest orgasm Mark has ever had the pleasure of witnessing.
"Then go to sleep, sunshine." He lets Donghyuck settle in his chest, caressing the younger's hair.
Donghyuck lets out a satisfied hum. "Love you, hyung."
Mark's smile is so wide that it almost hurts his face, "love you too, baby."
Mark thinks Donghyuck looks beautiful under the stadium lights, under the disguise of Haechan, charisma exuding off his body, thousands of eyes on him. But he will always look the prettiest when he's in the safety of Mark's arms.