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Every mundane thing that Heeseung does, Jake finds it adorable. Even when they live together, his eyes still search for him.
He likes Heeseung. And he wants more from him, more than as a friend, more than as his group member. His interest in him develops into something more intense and Jake can feel it growing day by day.
They are already in the middle of preparing their second album but their relationship remains stagnant. Jake always opens up his concerns to Heeseung hoping that he will get Heeseung to open up as well, but Heeseung is not doing it to him in return.
Heeseung is close, but not close enough for his liking. It makes Jake feel impatient…frustrated almost.
“Heeseung hyungggg!” Jake calls his name in a singsong way while he peeks his head against the doorway of his room. Heeseung is in front of his computer, playing games as usual.
Heeseung screams to answer him, “Why? I’m in my room!” His hands are still clicking his mouse and keyboard, eyes never looking away at his monitor.
I know, hyung, Jake says in his mind.
He knows Heeseung so well he practically has his routines memorized already. And as self-centered as it sounds, he badly wants to be included in those routines.
“I cooked ramen.” Jake states, letting the smell from the kitchen go inside Heeseung’s room.
It’s the first time he ever cooked ramen for someone. He did it because this is the only common interest he has with Heeseung as of now... and he thought that maybe this is the best way to get them to spend more time together.
“Really? Can I have some??” Heeseung’s voice sounds livelier than before. He closes the game and turns his head to Jake.
“I accidentally cooked too many servings. I thought I could eat all three packs.” Jake answers.
It’s a lie. He deliberately cooked the exact amount he knew would be enough for the two of them.
He follows Heeseung to the dining table. “Here’s your serving, hyung.” Jake points at the bowl of ramen that’s still steaming when Heeseung didn’t notice that he already prepared a bowl for him in advance.
Heeseung returns the utensils that he got from the rack and smiles when he sees the ramen on the table.
“Oh. Thanks.” He then timidly sits on the chair in front of Jake who’s waiting for him to settle down.
Jake observes Heeseung’s expression while he takes the first bite. A couple chews after and Heeseung’s eyebrows frown a little, his lips pressed together into a tight line.
And with that, it’s safe to say that Jake’s ramen tastes bad.
Jake takes a sip of the ramen soup to taste it too…and his assumption is right, it’s awfully bland, embarrassingly bland.
Before speaking, he bites his lip, “How is it, hyung?” He asks even though he already knows the answer.
Jake waits for Heeseung’s response, watching how his lip twitches a couple of times before answering him.
“It’s good,” Heeseung says, “Just a little bit bland.”
It’s not a ‘little bit bland’ though.
“It’s fine, hyung. You can say that it tastes like water.” Jake laughs on his own after he said that, making Heeseung look at him confused, he paused for a bit before laughing as well.
Jake can see that Heeseung is still weighing his actions around him. He’s comfortable around Jake but his walls are up unconsciously. He understands that Heeseung is a hard one to get and it’s okay. He just has to work harder until the day Heeseung opens up to him completely.
Their first ramen date (Jake likes to call it that way), is not a success but he wouldn’t call it a failure either.
There’s no giving up on Jake’s side yet. He can do this every night. He can cook for Heeseung forever if he gets to see him eating heartily like this.
Jake can already imagine it in his head, how Heeseung’s shy smile will become warm only for him, his body language will change from conscious to carefree around him, and he will get to hear Heeseung’s thoughts that are as beautiful as him.
Soon. All of it will happen, soon.
There’s this term that Jake’s professor used to teach him on their research subject. Acclimate , which means to become accustomed to new conditions. The concept behind it is pretty simple actually. To apply it to his relationship with Heeseung, he just needs to make Heeseung get used to his presence so much that it becomes the new normal for him.
“Should we eat this with spam?” Heeseung asks while Jake stirs the pot of ramen.
Jake’s been consistent with cooking every night. Heeseung even taught him once how to measure the water for it properly.
It’s been a month since then, and ‘ Hyung, ramen?’ Those two words were already enough to get Heeseung up from his monitor every single time.
“Let’s add it, hyung. It will be more delicious that way.” Jake says.
Hearing his response, Heeseung gets the canned spam from the cupboard and begins cutting it.
Jake is satisfied. His constant efforts are already bearing fruit, he even got Heeseung to take the initiative on adding some variation on their ramen date.
It wouldn’t be too sudden now if Jake adds a new condition for Heeseung to get used to, right? Physical touch … So Jake tries it, lightly tapping Heeseung’s butt in a teasing way.
“I want my spam crispy, hyung!” Jake says while observing Heeseung’s reaction from his touch.
To his delight, Heeseung didn’t falter. He just keeps on slicing, not sensing anything out of normal.
“Okay, I’ll fry it longer,” Heeseung answers.
Jake bites his lips to hide his giddy smile. He stands behind Heeseung, closer, until his toes touch Heeseung's sole, until the tip of his nose grazes Heeseung’s back.
“Thanks, hyung.”
Heeseung flinches in front of him because Jake’s breath tickles against his skin, but he doesn’t push him away, he lets him stand close until the ramen is cooked. They eat it together while talking about random things for hours as usual.
Jake is a master of adapting too. Eversince Heeseung suggested the spam, he keeps cooking it with ramen in advance, even putting it on top to make it more appetizing to eat.
Jake starts clinging onto Heeseung more after that night. He will make contact with Heeseung every chance he gets. If he laughs, he will throw his body onto him. Whenever they converse, he will pat his lap every minute.
They’ve gotten much closer. Heeseung started to speak more whenever they ate ramen together. Tapping butts, tickling waists, quick hugs, and patting legs have now become normal things.
The night before the promotion of their album starts, Heeseung invites Jake to his room after they eat ramen. Jake doesn’t expect that because they would usually go to sleep right after.
“I just want to talk… Is it bad timing?” Heeseung asks him while they sit on his bed.
“Of course not, hyung.” Jake answers shortly. But to be honest, Jake will be so happy to listen to everything Heeseung talks about.
Even if it's about the game he knew nothing about, Jake will listen. Even if it’s about an old Korean tradition he didn’t grow up in, Jake will listen. Even if it’s something he had no interest in, Jake will still listen. Heeseung has no idea how much this moment means to Jake.
“What’s going on, hyung? Everything alright?” Jake asks.
Heeseung fidgets his hands before saying his concern.
“There’s just many things that were keeping me up these nights…” Heeseung starts while laying down beside Jake, “...Things like, what if our fans won’t like our new album? or what if something wrong happens during our live performances?”
Jake stretches his arm out and lets Heeseung put his head on it, he thinks for a while before speaking.
“First things first, hyung, I’m relieved that you’re finally telling your concerns to me now. I’m glad I made it feel safe for you to open up to me.”
Heeseung laughs dryly at that. He knows it himself, of how hard it is for him to be this close to someone. Jake had earned it the hard way but he had shown to Heeseung many times that he’s always right there for him.
“Second… It seems to me that you’re worried about the things that we have no control of… Do you remember what you told me last time, hyung?”
Jake ruffles Heeseung’s hair while he speaks, the scent of his shampoo sends a pleasant feeling within him. He sees Heeseung relax against his touches too.
He looks like he belongs here, in Jake’s arms.
“What is it?” Heeseung asks him, his voice sounds soft, and vulnerable.
“You said to me last time that I should live my life the way I want… I can say that to you now as well. Just enjoy every moment, hyung.”
“Why did I say that again?” Heeseung says jokingly. The saying that the advice you give to someone is something you don’t apply to yourself is really true.
Jake laughs at him, “Don’t escape from your words!” He says with a reprimanding tone.
“But I was trying to be a cool hyung when I said that. I didn’t know that it was hard to do!” Heeseung rebuts, talking in pout, the corners of his lip were upturned in a cute way.
It’s one of Heeseung’s most adorable mannerisms, and one of Jake’s favorites too. Jake quickly turns his gaze away from Heeseung’s lips before he fails to stop himself from kissing it.
He clears his throat and speaks again, “We can’t fix something that we can’t control. Think about it, if we mess up, we mess up together! In that way things become less scary, right?”
To Jake, Heeseung is perfect as he is. He’s one of those people that are born to be in this industry. But Jake knows that it’s not the words that Heeseung would want to hear from him. He doesn’t want praise. He wants comfort. To feel that making mistakes as an idol once in a while is okay, to feel that doing less than what’s expected of them is okay. And Jake understands him as an idol, as his group member, as his friend.
Heeseung stays silent for a while, processing Jake’s words in his mind. “...You’re much cooler than me, Jake.”
“You taught me well, hyung.”
“I didn’t teach you anything! But seriously, thank you, Jake,” Heeseung smiles at him, gratitude written all over his face. “I feel better now.”
Jake returns a smile, “You can talk to me whenever, hyung.”
Jake was about to sit up when Heeseung spoke again.
“A hug will really seal it off though,” Jake hears Heeseung say, his arms widely open, waiting for Jake to go for it.
Jake gladly pulls Heeseung in a hug, snaking his arms around him as tight as he could.
Feeling like Jake won a lottery is an understatement.
“Well, we can do things that are more than hugs, hyung… Haha.”
“...”
Oh gosh. Was that too blatant?
“Hahaha…” Jake awkwardly extends his fake laugh, wanting the floor to just suck him away from this huge embarrassment.
Why is it that whenever his relationship with Heeseung makes progress, he will get more impatient?
Jake smacks his lip together in regret. He’s a patient man. At least that’s how he knew himself in the past but he thinks Heeseung changed him.
“Huh?” Heeseung pulls away from the hug, “What did you say?”
Should he say it? Should Jake confess now?
It feels like the perfect time to say it.
There’s no other members around, just the two of them alone.
Maybe he should say it while the intimate mood between them is still here.
“Nothing. It’s nothing, hyung.”
Jake couldn’t say it…
He couldn’t say it because he’s not ready for rejection. He got this far already, a little slip up can ruin everything he worked hard for. His awkward joke would have ruined it as well.
“You’re speaking gibberish again.” Heeseung laughs at him, “You should rest now.”
“Yeah, probably… Haha. I’ll go now, hyung.”
To be frank, Jake doesn’t know if he dodged a disaster or the perfect opportunity to confess. He blamed both his impatience and cowardice for this.
He exits Heeseung’s room while feeling light headed, but when he grabs his chest on the way back to his room, his heart is beating so fast. It’s the same feeling as standing in front of a cliff and just when he’s about to jump off, he suddenly takes a step back.
Jake first thought of relating their relationship to physics, him as an unstoppable force that’s going straight to Heeseung who’s an immovable object. But Jake eventually realizes that it no longer applies to them. Heeseung is not an immovable object, he’s a non-newtonian fluid; in which the lesser force Jake applies, the more Heeseung lets him go deeper. Nothing would go well if he rushed things now.
Another thing that he finds about Heeseung is that he is really funny and adorable, way funnier and cuter than he was in I-land. Jake loves how Heeseung is this comfortable around him now, it’s like a treasure hunt where everyday he gets to unlock new knowledge about Heeseung, including the fact that he really has no issue with skinship.
Jake seems to develop a habit out of touching Heeseung’s butt. Seeing it embossed all the time under Heeseung’s clothes pulls Jake’s hand onto slapping it automatically. He’s pretty sure that Heeseung already noticed the amount of times he does it per day.
In his defense, it’s not his fault that Heeseung is letting him do it freely. And to take things onto the next level, Jake decides to find out how far Heeseung is willing to let him do such things.
There are two things to consider in this. First, Heeseung likes him as a friend that putting malice in everything Jake does won’t even cross his mind. Second, Heeseung likes him the same way as he does so he lets him touch him. That’s it. It has to be one of these.
The next day, they have choreography practice in the afternoon before shooting their performances for the music shows at night.
It’s still pretty early and Jake had woken up feeling thirsty, so he sleepily made his way to the kitchen when he saw Heeseung preparing a bowl of cereal, his right hand mixing the bowl, and his left hand scratching his still groggy eyes.
And of course, Jake slaps his butt, making Heeseung jump slightly from shock.
“Good morning, I guess? Do you like my butt that much?” Heeseung jokingly asks before taking a spoonful of his cereal.
Jake then nods at him, “It’s cute, hyung. The way it jiggles.”
Jake slaps it again, the milk on Heeseung’s bowl spills a little from the impact, “See? It moves when I do this.”
Heeseung’s question was meant to be a joke, Jake didn’t need to answer like this… even with a demonstration too. Heeseung can feel it himself, how his butt jiggles and it’s making him embarrassed, but not in a bad way.
Heeseung is wearing a tank top and jogging pants. His complexion glowing in Jake’s eyes, the bone protruding on his nape stimulating Jake’s lewd thoughts, every curve of his body seems to invite Jake to touch it.
Finally giving in from his desires, Jake moves his hand further, sneaking it inside the back pocket of Heeseung’s shorts.
“What are you doing?” Heeseung asks, he drops the spoon as he feels Jake’s hands squeezing his butt lightly. The remaining sleepiness in him was gone in an instant.
“Tell me and I’ll stop, hyung.” Jake answers as his hand travels inside Heeseung’s shorts, cupping Heeseung’s butt with his hand.
Now they have nothing in between, completely bare, just skin to skin.
Jake thought that this is the furthest he can go, that Heeseung will probably push him away after this.
“Pervert.” Jake hears Heeseung whisper.
And… That’s all.
Heeseung didn’t push him, he’s not even angry or annoyed either.
When Jake looks at him, Heeseung has his head down, his ears and cheeks red, his body trembling faintly. He is leaning on the counter to support himself.
“You have to tell me to stop, hyung... because if you react like this, it makes me want to go for more,” Jake breathily says, his throat feels constricted as his erection grows in his pajamas. He leans his body against Heeseung, his desires sparking like wildfire while Heeseung trembles even more.
Something hard pokes Heeseung from behind and he knows what it is. That’s the time when he pushes Jake away. He turns around and holds him on his shoulders.
Heeseung hurriedly whispers, “Not here… not now…” He still has his head down, he can feel Jake’s stares on him.
Heeseung doesn’t know when it began, but he likes the attention Jake gives. He likes the clingy and caring side of him, especially Jake’s hands that lingers on his body a little too long than how other members touch him. He is aroused too, but there’s no way they’re going to proceed here. So Heeseung really hopes that Jake wouldn’t mistake this as him rejecting his advances.
“I understand, hyung. Later then.” Heeseung heard him say.
Heeseung didn’t realize how tight his grip on Jake’s shoulders were until Jake grabbed his wrists. His giggles pulled Heeseung out of his train of thoughts.
“Yeah… later,” Heeseung mutters as he releases his grip on Jake’s shoulders.
Jake feels like he’s in ecstasy. Him and Heeseung had an agreement and although the context is crystal clear, there’s a part of him that thinks there might be a misunderstanding in some way. It doesn’t feel real at all. How he wishes that time flows faster and that ‘later’ can happen right now.
Their schedule went how it’s supposed to be. Feeling tense the whole day, Jake went through it with full of anxiety, not because of idol work stuff, but because of Heeseung and their promised agreement.
Tonight, Jake knocks on Heeseung’s door with cold hands. He wants his feelings laid out before anything happens. The confession line he prepared in advance is playing in his mind. It’s like an inflated balloon conquering his brain and it will only go away once he lets the words out.
The door opens, “You came,” Heeseung says to him, voice slightly shaking, face slightly shocked.
“How could I forget?” Jake answers.
Heeseung’s room is lit dimly tonight. His computer is not turned on, as if Heeseung’s plan is to wait for him until he comes by and nothing else.
Jake locks the door behind him, the latch clicks the same time Heeseung drops his question.
“Will this be a one time thing or…?”
“I hope it’s not a one time thing.” Jake says in a pleasing tone and Heeseung laughs at him.
Heeseung can really be straightforward when he wants to. It works in Jake’s favor because it’s pushing him to just let it all out.
“Hyung, I’m doing this with all strings, all my emotions attached.” Jake stands in front of him and claims Heeseung’s butt again for God knows how many times and pulls him closer, “I really…really like you.”
Are these the words Jake prepared in advance? No . He originally planned to recite everything he likes about Heeseung but that can wait. He can’t waste any more second, not when Heeseung is blushing in front of him once again.
Jake swallows hard before he continues to speak, “And you? What will this be for you?”
Heeseung puts his hands on his shoulders, the exact same position he did this morning. His cheeks are burning but he answers Jake’s question with all honesty.
“I really, really, like you too.”
Upon hearing that, Jake lets a curse out.
“Holy shit…”
Heeseung laughs at him and continues, “If we mess up, we mess up together, right? So let’s do it. All strings, all emotions attached together .”
“Holy shit...” Jake’s mind is still buffering, he’s smiling so wide his cheekbones hurt. He hugs Heeseung as tight as he could while jumping giddily, his hands moving upwards to cup Heeseung’s face and shower him with kisses.
Heeseung’s laughter and the smack sounds of Jake’s kisses play together at the same time. To Jake, it sounds like a happy song, hearing it makes his heart flutter. It’s that song you hear whenever you arrive at your desired destination. So satisfying, so fulfilling.
Heeseung then stops Jake’s movements by a long kiss, he sucks on Jake’s mouth, his teeth grazing those plump lips and it's as delicious as it looks. It’s so soft against Heeseung’s mouth, like a marshmallow that’s been custom made for him.
Jake inhales sharply once their faces parted, “Calm down, hyung. My mouth sores just healed.” He comments with a playful smirk on his face that makes Heeseung blush even more.
“I didn’t know...” Heeseung speaks apologetically, he covers his mouth after he hears what Jake had said.
The gaming chair catches Jake’s attention so he takes a seat there, he leans back on it while smirking at the view of Heeseung getting shy. He spreads his legs apart and taps on it once.
“Sit,” He orders Heeseung, “Sit here, hyung.”
Heeseung blinks rapidly when Jake’s tone shifts. It has the ‘hyung’ in it but something about it sounds taunting, it almost sounds rude.
“Jake…” Heeseung called out but he couldn’t say anything after that.
He wants an explanation. Why does he feel disrespected and aroused at the same time? Why is his knees shaking as he walks closer to Jake? Why is he fighting back an urge to moan under Jake’s scrutinizing eyes?
Heeseung sits on Jake’s lap slowly. Sighing when their bodies touch, his back leaning against Jake, and Jake’s arms encircled around his waist.
“You don’t want it on the bed?” Heeseung asks.
“We’ll go there later, hyung. Look over here so I can kiss you again,” Jake orders and Heeseung obliges like a man under a spell.
Heeseung can feel Jake’s erection pressing between his butt during the kiss. Jake pulls him by the waist closer to create more friction, causing a restrained mewl to escape from Heeseung’s mouth when he feels the bulge of Jake’s cock reach deeper into him.
The sounds that come from Heeseung is making Jake’s mind even more clouded with desires. He lustfully sticks his tongue out and glides it along the length of Heeseung’s nape.
“Ah!” Heeseung jolted at the contact but Jake’s arm tightened around his waist and held him still. He throws his head back in response as Jake’s tongue leaves a wet and cold trail all over him.
Busy hands roam all over Heeseung’s torso as Jake removes both their shirts to feel more of each other. Their bodies feel warm but Heeseung shivers like he’s been frostbite under Jake’s touches.
“Hmmhm-” Heeseung moans as his chest get played with. Jake is caressing his nipples, pinching it lightly between the tips of his fingers, making the crowns of it stingingly hard and sensitive.
“Go on.. grind on me, hyung.” Jake says with a restrained voice, his lips never leaving Heeseung’s soft skin.
Heeseung shudders from Jake’s order. He didn’t need to get told twice, he holds onto the armrest and starts grinding his butt on top of Jake’s erection, he presses against it confidently like he’s been wanting to do this his whole life.
“Ahh, fuck... Yeah, keep going…” Jake’s eyes close from the pleasure, he lets his hand move freely all over Heeseung’s body. His hands glide on it roughly, veins protruding from how rough his touches are. He’s making sure he got every curve of it memorized after this.
Heeseung grinds even more as Jake’s reaction encourages him to move much bolder. The armrest shakes along with his arms, he can feel Jake’s cock pulsating in his every grind, he can feel its girth, thick and full against the ample of his butt.
“Jake..want you.. inside..” Heeseung whines on Jake’s lap, the bulge poking him from behind makes his mind go fuzzy, he just wants it to pulsate inside him rather than this. Everything Jake touches burns. His skin stings from the tight caresses, Jake’s hungry hands squeeze every part of him, feeding his brimming arousal from within.
“Getting impatient again?” Jake whispers against his ears. But how could he not grant Heeseung’s wish if he’s trembling for his cock like this.
“Stand up, hyung. Let’s get you naked.”
Heeseung obliges and shakily stands up, waiting for Jake to undress him.
“Good boy,” Jake says in a pleased tone before planting a quick kiss on his nape.
Heeseung twitched upon hearing that. His mouth opened wide but he covered it before an embarrassing moan came out. He rubbed his legs together because he felt those words went straight on his cock. Seriously, what’s going on with him?
“Spread your legs a little so I can pull it down.”
“Okay…” Heeseung gently put his other leg away, his erection painfully throbbing against his underwear.
Jake sneaks one slap to Heeseung’s butt before pulling down his shorts together with his underwear. He almost groaned when Heeseung’s naked butt came in full display in front of him.
“These are mine. Mine alone. Right, hyung?” Jake asks him while cupping his butt with his hands.
Heeseung eagerly nods his head, fully hypnotized by Jake. Whatever it is that he’s doing, it’s making Heeseung bend.
“Hmm,” Jake hums in delight when he sees Heeseung’s response. “That’s what I thought.”
Sounds of hurried movements came from behind Heeseung and it’s from Jake who’s removing the remaining clothes on himself.
When Jake is done, he sits on the chair and taps on his lap once again.
Once Heeseung heard that sound, his body knew what to do already. To sit where he belongs. On to Jake’s lap.
“You learn quickly.” Jake comments, smirking a little when Heeseung froze the moment his cock pokes his butt.
“Such a good boy, my Heeseung hyung.” Jake continues speaking, knowing all too well the effect he has on Heeseung. “Shall I give you your reward?”
“Reward?” Heeseung questions back, he’s breathing heavily at the feeling of Jake’s cock directly on his skin.
“Yeah, this reward.” Jake answers as he thrust his hips up slightly, pressing more of his erection against Heeseung, making sure he knows what that reward is.
“Mmhmyes,” Heeseung arches his back and grinds once again.
“Jake…” He moans quietly as the pleasure arrives, the rim of his hole starts to gape, wanting to suck in Jake’s cock already.
Jake holds onto Heeseung’s hips, gripping it so tight he can feel the shape of Heeseung’s hip bones against his hands. The chair slightly slides on the floor from their grinding. Jake watches how his cock places itself between Heeseung’s butt, rightfully taking its place.
Their movements meet halfway, Jake’s precum spread all over his crotch as they keep grinding against each other. The lewd sounds of their skin slapping match their ragged breaths.
“Heeseung hyung,” Jake calls for him and stops Heeseung from moving.
He grabs the back of Heeseung’s knees upwards, spreading it apart and hooking it on the armrest with ease.
“So flexible, so good for me.” Jake whispers behind Heeseung’s ears, clamping his teeth between his earlobes. He kept biting his teeth down, only stopping when Heeseung groaned in pain.
“I’ll prep you now.” Jake informs while tracing Heeseung’s hole using his middle finger.
“Stay still, hyung,” Jake giggles softly when Heeseung starts twitching, “How will I prep you properly if you do that?”
“It tickles.” Heeseung explains, his leg muscles keep flexing around the armrest.
“It tickles??” Jake asks in return, amusement evident in his voice.
“Let’s see if it still tickles you when I put it in.” Jake slowly inserts his middle finger inside. His other hand encircles Heeseung’s waist to stop him from squirming.
“Oh? You took that one really well.” Jake states, wiggling his finger inside Heeseung’s hole.
“Did you touch yourself before I got here?”
Heeseung nods, “A little… yeah.”
“And what did you think about when you touched yourself?”
“...You,” Heeseung says, whining loudly right after Jake pushes in another finger.
Jake is once again pleased with Heeseung’s answer. He’s taking his time and indulging every moment. He’ll do this slowly so that his brain can remember everything and will play these memories in his dream over and over again until he wakes up and fuck Heeseung again.
When there’s less resistance around his fingers, Jake inserts the third. Heeseung almost put his leg down from all his squirming but Jake put it back on the armrest immediately.
“Hyung, you’re so jumpy. Makes me want to tie you down.”
Heeseung’s eyes widened from that. But how can he not move when Jake is pressing all the right buttons inside him. His orgasm is already building up.
Jake thrusts his fingers deeper until the back of his hand touches with Heeseung’s butt. The rim of Heeseung’s hole squeezes tight around him.
“Jake! AhHhh I’m almost there...” Heeseung arches whenever Jake bends his fingers inside, pressing on his soft walls repeatedly.
Heeseung throws his head back onto Jake’s shoulders, his vision becomes blurry, his cock twitching slightly as cum flows out from it.
Jake pulled his finger out and let Heeseung finish his orgasm.
When Heeseung calmed down, Jake hooked both his forearms on the back of Heeseung’s knees, lightly carrying him up.
Jake kisses Heeseung’s nape once again before speaking, “It’s my turn to cum now, hyung.”
He stood up from the chair, carrying Heeseung within his arms.
Heeseung gasps when Jake carries his body higher, aligning the tip of his cock against his hole.
“Jake! Wait!!”
Heeseung’s arms frantically reach backwards to hold onto something, making its way around Jake’s neck, afraid he might fall on the ground.
“Shhh. Calm down, hyung. I’m not gonna let you fall.”
“This position… this isn’t possible!!” Heeseung exclaims. His crotch and legs are being stretched fully, his knees already touching the crook of his underarms.
He can see their blurry reflections on his computer monitor that’s in front of them. He can see the silhouette of Jake’s cock below his body. His legs form the letter M while it’s hooked on Jake’s forearms… he didn’t even know his body could do that.
“Hngnhh- oh god…hoh god..” Heeseung shut his eyes close when Jake put his cock slowly in his hole. He can hear him moaning behind his ears.
The entirety of Jake’s cock is pulsating inside of Heeseung. He initially thought that’s all of it, but when Jake changes the angle of his hips, he’s able to push more inside.
“Hyung, it feels so good..”
Jake starts thrusting his hips up and down and Heeseung’s body bounces on top of him. He uses his arms to slam Heeseung back down whenever he thrusts up, the crashing of their bodies leaving a numbing sensation on their skin.
Heeseung grits his teeth from how good Jake’s cock is making him feel. His body feels limp but his insides feel electrocuted at the same time.
“Ah! Hahh…” Jake’s cock is drilling further inside making his toes curl, filling him up so good it’s making his eyes roll backwards, “Hmmhm-there!” poking that specific spot repeatedly making his spine curve, stretching him with every thrust it’s making his leg spasm relentlessly.
“You don’t know how long I waited for this, hyung.” Jake says, sounding a little dazed.
Heeseung whines when Jake bites him again, on the crook of his neck this time. It’s an arousing pain that causes his body to be even more sensitive.
“I’m cumming, hyung… Let’s do it together, yeah?”
Heeseung can only whimper in response to Jake as his cum drips to the floor, Jake’s cum filling his insides at the same time. The gaming chair creaks loudly as Jake sits on it once again, he still has Heeseung on his lap.
Jake puts Heeseung’s legs down, letting him rest after being stretched for a long time. Heeseung can already predict the strain it will cause on him later.
“How was it, hyung?” Jake asks him while caressing his hair.
“The best.” Heeseung answers, visibly relaxing from Jake’s soothing hands.
Jake’s hand moves down to Heeseung’s neck, he feels it massaging the part where he bit a few minutes ago.
“There’s teeth marks,” Jake informs him but Heeseung doesn’t mind it, bite marks are fast to disappear, as long as it will not bruise later on there won’t be a problem.
“Is your desk brand new, hyung?”
That question threw Heeseung off but he still answers, “...Yeah, I bought it the same day I got my pc, why do you ask?”
“Then it’s safe for us to play there next, right?”
Heeseung knows what Jake is talking about. He’s not against it but when will Jake want to do it on his bed where it’s the most comfortable spot in his room? Couldn’t stop himself from asking, he looks back at Jake, “Why do you want to have sex in all my furniture except on my bed??”
Jake laughs at his question, “I plan to do it there on the last round.”
Jake’s hands start to roam on his legs once again, caressing his soft and lean muscles. “Can you go for another now, or do you want to rest for longer?”
Heeseung shivers from Jake’s touch, something hard is poking again from his behind and what could it be other than Jake’s cock.
“I rested enough,” Heeseung says, kissing Jake’s lips before turning on his back again.
“Bend on the desk, hyung.” Jake orders, pushing Heeseung’s hips upwards that’s sitting on his lap.
“Can we please do it next time on the bed?” Heeseung whines but he’s already placing his elbows against his desk, bending with his butt out just like how Jake likes it.
“Alright, hyung. After this.”
After this?? But Heeseung’s next time means it’s for the following days, he thought this is already their last round… How many times will Jake plan to do it with him in this night only??
The gaming chair rolls away when Jake finally stands up to get to Heeseung. His hands cup Heeseung’s butt once again, shaking it lightly as if he’s letting it jiggle on his hands. He crouches down to kiss the cheeks of Heeseung’s butt, one kiss per side, then finally doing what his urges are telling him to do… he bites on it.
“Jake?? What the?!”
Heeseung was struck but he didn’t move away, letting Jake do whatever pleases him. Jake is like a manchild who gets ahold of his favorite toy, and that toy is his butt.
“It’s just too adorable for me not to bite it…” Jake explains himself as he aligns his cock on Heeseung’s hole once again, “I’m going in now, hyung.”
Heeseung clenched his fists on his desk as he braced himself for Jake’s cock. He moans the moment it slides in.
Jake pulls the cheeks of his butt apart to see his cock going in and out clearly while he starts thrusting in his hips.
It’s a good thing that Heeseung put his desk directly on the wall, otherwise, this desk will shake as their bodies collide, it would’ve caused a loud sound and the other members would probably hear what they’re doing right now.
Jake is leaning the entirety of his body weight with every thrust that he does, pressing Heeseung’s body against the desk while slapping his butt as much as he wants.
He keeps hitting the same spot and Jake feels proud at himself when his hand marks are slowly becoming prominent, he smiles in content while staring at the bright red handprints against Heeseung’s pale skin.
“Tell me if it gets too much, hyung.” Jake reminds Heeseung who’s moaning non-stop under him.
Jake needs Heeseung to remind him because his brain is telling him to let Heeseung’s skin bruise completely, so that every time Heeseung moves his body, he will get reminded of what he and Jake had done. He can’t act against his desires if Heeseung himself is the one letting it happen.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Heeseung says, hands reaching out to touch Jake’s hands to assure him. “I’m almost there…” He says, holding Jake’s hand tight while his other arm supports his body.
“Me too, hyung.” Jake says, increasing his pace as he chases the orgasm that’s pooling in his abdomen.
With one last slap on Heeseung’s butt, Jake releases and Heeseung follows a few seconds later. They’re both panting after this round.
Jake pulls Heeseung’s body up from the desk, and guides him to lay down on the bed, finally .
Heeseung’s body melts on top of his soft blankets, his sore body screaming in contentment. The bed bounced slightly when Jake threw himself beside him.
They lock eyes with each other, both of them smile, there’s fondness and endearment behind it.
Jake stretches his arms out, and Heeseung happily rolls around to lay his head on it, he curls his body to make himself smaller, letting Jake enveloped him within his arms.
“Jake,” Heeseung whispers, tracing random patterns on his chest.
“Hmm?” Jake responds.
“I’m sleepy already,” Heeseung says while nuzzling his face closer to Jake’s body. He feels his chest wavering as he laughs at him.
“Yeah, I can tell.” Jake kisses his forehead once, “You should rest, hyung.”
“Let’s do it on the bed next time… Not tonight.” Heesung clarifies, yawning between his sentences.
“Okay, we’ll do it next time.” Jake says, still laughing at Heeseung’s cuteness.
When he turns his head to look at Heeseung, he’s already fast asleep.
Jake stares at the ceiling to process what happened. He looks at Heeseung’s sleeping figure once again to know that this isn’t just some wet dream he has.
Heeseung looks so peaceful on his arms like this, his long eyelashes flutter beautifully, his nose scrunching slightly when his hair falls on top of it.
Jake gently moves the hair away from the tip of his nose, not letting it wake Heeseung up from his sleep, remembering how much of a light sleeper his hyung is. Jake pulls him even closer as he readies himself to sleep as well.
Tonight feels like one of the best sleep Jake will ever experience. Who wouldn’t be when all his efforts finally paid off? Heeseung is right here, beside him, hugging him in his sleep.
Physics and Science may disapprove but Jake is built as a nutcracker. How he breaks Heeseung’s hard shell, leaving all of his walls pulverized with nothing left for Heeseung to cover.